Over the Hills and Through the Woods

Laced up the hiking boots today for a few miles in the hills. The creeks are almost dry in some places. The leaves crunch loudly when you walk upon them. The ground is thirsty. But the miles still fed my soul. Grateful to be able to walk the hills and gaze up at the timber and understand the appropriateness of gratitude.

2 thoughts on “Over the Hills and Through the Woods

  1. I remember, back when I could walk for any distance without either falling or running into objects, there were “trail marking” trees. Made that way by the Indians that would roam those woods. Trees would be made to bend, up to 90% pointing the way for the braves to follow. It was obvious that the bends in the trees were not the gentle bends created by nature.

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