Wandering with Marky

Together we've climbed mountains and 

 we have raced.  

We've waded,

rooted, 

and we've flown. 

We have tended flock 

and we've stolen kisses.

We've explored

and we've voyaged. 

.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  

This month, after fifteen years of high adventure, our sprint has slowed to a stagger.   

We still explore, but it's different now.  We don't go far. We take our time.

Sometimes Marky needs a few minutes to really process that sniff in all its nuances.


And just down the path, there's more sniffing and thinking to be done. 

So I stop, and I look around and I think about it too. 

I find things. 

delightful things. 

Elegant things. 

We are wanderers now. 

But you know,   

not all who wander are lost. *                       

                                                                      *J.R.R. Tolkien