Alright well, some things happened. I was with my father and the dog, so some things had to be inconspicuous. My father used the walk as an opportunity to road-hunt for turkey, and the dog just wanted to get out and be with us.
We came across turkeys twice, on opposite sides of the same open meadow, but couldn't shoot any cuz the dog got in front of us to chase them, and scared them off. My father kept noticing animals, but I noticed more of the plants and insects. We were both pretty coherent with our surroundings (the forest).
We came across a creaking tree grove, and when we decided to sit and rest, I made three offerings using surrounding materials (acorn husks, pine nettles, smaller rocks, pine and cedar twigs). I also invited anything to come eat a banana with me, and I did have one visitor (a bee fly). I then tossed the banana peel into the forest for the animals, and sprinkled some crumbs around the altar of offerings I made. I drew a shoddy general protection sigil in the dirt.
After that, I began to notice an increase in butterflies, and some of these butterflies seemed to only exist once in my feild of vision, then dip out and vanish. One such butterfly traveled with us for a little ways before fluttering over to a bottle, reminding me to pick it up. Another almost landed on the dog. Another came up to my face to say hello before dipping out of sight.
I ran across a crow, patrolling around the area and taking a look at us. I spotted a hawk higher up, canvassing the entire forest.
I thought I heard, in the back of my mind, something faintly calling me by an old name (an alias I used often when playing in the forest as a child). I definitely felt the forest itself welcoming me back home, though things did feel different, like something felt lost. Could be mourning the loss of my mother, or sad to see me grown up and changed. Either way, I was glad to be back.