Although the tree in the middle looks barren of leaves it has found a way to grow with its feet deep in the muck of the pond.
Green Heron
Clay Pit Pond sometimes calls to me. Many weekend mornings I wake and go outside to listen and visit with my bird friends. Very subtly through the molecules of air I hear the ripples of the kingfisher and smell the waters edge.. I know I have to go. I trust the sun will shine over it joyfully today. Thankfully, I almost always have the good company of @dirtpunk to go along with me. When we arrive and the kingfisher calls, the beaver gives a good tail slap, and the heron flies I am so grateful for my life and the connection to the earth around me.. How can I not be when green herons are my neighbors? I mean.. look at it!
Paynes Creek
One of the most beautiful take aways from walking 30 miles over mountains on the AT was learning to overcome myself in moments of anxiety and fear. I recently also took up mountain biking with @dirt.punk and @kalibhubbard. Giving up on the trail before the AT on a hard climb on my bike was easy. Now, I know it's not worth it to give up because I know what I am capable of. I CAN DO ANYTHING I SET MY MIND TO. Striving harder, pushing my limits, and keeping on going fearlessly no matter how many tries and how hard it is.. overcoming myself and having fun while doing it..
Cluster
Life and death.
All in one.
Where it all begins.
Where it all ends.
The only constant within it is change.
