Gone...
Not Forgotten
Paddle safe...
Winter is, supposedly, gone; but it isn't forgotten. Yesterday, we took a walk in the park just across the river. It's the first time we'd been there since the snow melted. While it was good to get amongst the trees, I found that several old friends had not survived the winter.
Trees, some of which had been there for hundreds of years, had snapped under the relentless cold, wind and snow.
Some that had, for years, clung to a thinning layer of eroding soil had finally lost their grip. It's o.k., part of the cycle. Others, I am sure will sprout in their places. Anyway, Ansel didn't seem to notice.
(for Suzette)
Trees, some of which had been there for hundreds of years, had snapped under the relentless cold, wind and snow.
Some that had, for years, clung to a thinning layer of eroding soil had finally lost their grip. It's o.k., part of the cycle. Others, I am sure will sprout in their places. Anyway, Ansel didn't seem to notice.
(for Suzette)DS
1 comment:
hmmm he must have smelled wonderful after that???
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