When I am out for a nice hike in the woods and I come to a bald granite outcroppping I always have a moment of "Where did my path go?" Finding a cairn reassures me that I'm on the right path. It would be nice if the markers in life were as neatly marked. Most days it feels like the people in front of me spent a little too much time scattering them or perhaps I am just walking past them without seeing them.
Hiking: July 2005 Archives
When I am out for a nice hike in the woods and I come to a bald granite outcroppping I always have a moment of "Where did my path go?" Finding a cairn reassures me that I'm on the right path. It would be nice if the markers in life were as neatly marked. Most days it feels like the people in front of me spent a little too much time scattering them or perhaps I am just walking past them without seeing them.
