Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads.
The wind is passing by.
~ Christina Rossetti
Take pleasure in finding your own paths and leave only your footprints behind.
Happy walks 😍
Dancing Shadows
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HANNA'S WALK 
Lovely post. Brings back memories of teaching this poem to my first graders over many years!
I’m happy that I brought you good memories by posting this poem.
All the best,
Hanna
A detour can introduce a whole new world…
Thanks for that comment, Curt. I agree with you.
A detour is a story in the story.
On a hike in the mountains, it’s wonderful if you can store the heaviest gear in a cabin and explore the surrounding nature. Detours develop the imagination.
Our home (close to cabin-size) sits on the edge of a million acres of National Forest land Hanna. We walk out our back door and go exploring several times each week. While we have regular routes, I keep working in detours for variety. There is always something new! –Curt
What a great place to live, Curt.
Glad to hear that you enjoy your surroundings though it would almost be difficult otherwise 😊
Laughing, make that impossible if you are souls like you and I. 🙂