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Tag Archives: Walk
nothing more is needed- February 13
2.13 blank dark black trees against ever so gently falling snow like a woodcut print we walked hand in hand to the waterfall with dog along to justify the outing but it was just being with you, breathing … Continue reading
crisp crinkly snow squeaks – January 4
1.4.14 crisp crinkly snow squeaks underfoot. the dog rushes ahead then stops to snuff at whatever relieved itself at trailside. our boots mark the pace forward though even a step to the side will leave us with unsure footing. … Continue reading
dark walk – November 20
11.20 Dark walk, evening coming on, the dog and I step out. Silver half moon and geese overhead, silhouettes all around. Sounds grow for us as the dark settles and the pace of silence crunches gravel beneath each step, faint … Continue reading
I do the walk for me – August 15
8.15 I do the walk for me, that’s what I tell the dog anyway. the slow walk tonite, feeling each step, bounce, lurch. I do the walk to feel my body, not natural for me, a head person who … Continue reading
walking the other way – April 8
4.8 Walking the other way on a traditional trail today, the dog seemed confused. Kept stopping, sniffing, looking, turning back. It is a pond loop, but he is used to the other way round, as if his sense memories had … Continue reading
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Tagged animals, Celtic, dog, journey, Opposing Views, Religion and Spirituality, spirituality, unwinding, Walk, water., wells
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