Social Isolation: Day 31
I feel for friends in bigger cities who cannot head outside. But, here, cold and population loss mean I am alone on this path today. . To learn means to follow a track, I read. To walk is to learn. I walked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon once and back up, barefoot, into a new life. I walked to the top of a mountain, twice, to give back my siblings’ ashes. Trails here at the western edge of the state follow old paths to war, to water, to the gathering place. If we’re lucky, and I think we are, we’ll learn our way, one step at a time, to the gathering place. S. Robbins, April 18, 2020
Sherry Robbins 