Short cemetery hike. The Ogden Cemetery had some appeal, but the trail turned out to be a little disappointing. Good walk, way too distracted by the stench and loud ass crickets to worry about cyclical thinking.
Father and son, out too late, a night over the town, and bonding as two guys will do.
Short walk around a pond on the outskirts of the city. Never far from the sounds of the highway, trains blowing their horns, and homeless residue scattered here and there.
This post is for Dayton. His images are here, and he did a great job.
I had to hold back tears writing this one. Even though it’s not much on the surface, there is a lot today that sits deep inside me. Pride, worry, loneliness, pain, and sadness.
Today’s hike was about friend’s catching up, chasing a bird that wasn’t a bird, and watching your friend get jumpy because you’re a little too close to the edge.
A new tool, new way to see where I came from, some rambling, a message to a friend, and a message to people in general.
I hurt, and I know a little more why and how. Just don’t know how to heal from it all yet (but I’m working on it).
Burtch Creek Trail .. Nice hike, too much thinking, and a few really nice pictures.