Hiking

  • The Walk

    The walk was all the lovely things. I bet you didn’t think you’d be coming with me. Well. Here we are. Each of us in the bush. Side by side, a million miles between us. Happy weekend, friends. All the… Continue reading

  • The Day Ahead

    I might walk tomorrow. And sit. With trees and music and life flowing through every piece of wild in my soul. My energy hasn’t been flowing as nicely of late, and where the old me wouldn’t have noticed any change… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl Again

    The soft girl spoke to me again. She was quick, as usual, so quick I almost didn’t notice she’d come. But I caught her. Yes! And when I did, she spoke to me in moving pictures and silhouettes: a projected future scene,… Continue reading

  • Let’s Do This

    I thought I’d be pooped by now; fifteen k’s into a thirty k walk. But though my feet are sore, and blisters are starting to gift my toes little pops of ‘ouch’ every now and then… All I’m thinking is:… Continue reading