Sunday, March 10, 2013

welcoming committee

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,"
With apologies to Robert Frost,
We found ourselves today in a wood.
Two roads diverged just like the poem said.
We took the one less traveled........
And it wound on and on
and up a cardiac arrest sort of hill
past a Parks Building that was closed until the May Long Weekend.
And of course we then traveled in reverse,
down,
down,
down the steep hill as a blister formed on my husbands outraged toe.
It sounds like an outing gone wrong but we actually had a wonderful time.
Moss and fern were everywhere.
The air was full of bird song.
Sparrows buzzed.
Squirrels chirped.
Mallards muttered and squabbled.
It was such a refreshing feeling to be completely surrounded by woods, wild and deep.
Our eyes couldn't take in the green of it all;
the thick velvet green moss.
Creeks and ponds reflected the gray sky,
bringing light to the forest floor.
And the birds dressed in little scraps of chestnut brown and gray flannel
were all around;
A welcoming committee.

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