My Dearest Lake Trail, I am writing to tell you how much I have missed you these past months. My heart has been as bleak as the winter weather, which seems to be never ending lately. I know in the past I have visited even in the cold, but for some reason this year … Continue reading My Dearest Lake Trail
Spring
Race to the Top
The participants in the race gathered in the valley. They were milling around, anxious to get going. The starting line was crowded, the ending point in was in sight. But who would make the climb to the top the fastest was in question. All were standing at the ready. Then the race began. The pine … Continue reading Race to the Top
The Lesson of Forsythia
Forsythia is in bloom. As one of the boldest of the spring flowers, she begs to be noticed with her wild mane of yellow blossoms. She cries out, “Spring is here! Spring is here!” Along the roadways, she is untamed and waves madly in the March winds. In some yards, they have tried to subdue … Continue reading The Lesson of Forsythia
All the Way to the Top
Today, with the sun shining bright all day, I believe the green will make it to the top of the mountain. Each year I watch the transformation from winter to spring in anticipation of this day…the day the trees on the tip top unfurl themselves proclaiming that winter is officially done. All around the shades … Continue reading All the Way to the Top
The Tractor Beam
As I rode with my windows down and the sunroof open, it seemed the pull of a tractor beam grabbed the jeep. My foot, in opened toed sandals, pushed the gas forward into the force which beckoned me. The car moved towards its own destination despite my best intentions to turn it towards the piles … Continue reading The Tractor Beam
