‘Magic is where you find it, the only thing that matters is that you take the time to look for it’.
Tom Ryan: Following Atticus
There is magic in the woods often found in tiny and unexpected patterns.
And there are man made barriers too, which while irksome, do herald spring; especially when one arrives at the collecting tank and can listen for the steady drip of sap which gathers intensity as the sun rises.
On the road there are also barriers to travel; mostly nice ones: for it is easy to spend long moments chatting with the many other folk who, like us, love to walk this road.
We often meet neighbors walking their dogs. The fun thing is the way these little animals hurry forward to greet us. And, it’s not uncommon to see a phalanx of corgis stretching all the way across the road. Then there is a tangle! (Yes, I like dogs-people too!)
For the moment our walk still follows the straight and narrow although this Friday we’ll switch to the lane and lower road both dirt. And very soon i hope we’ll take to the trails in Peoples and Legionnaires. Then it will be time to start the annual spring ephemeral hunt sketchbook in hand.
Angel in the dust