A good hike is filled with scenery, discovery, and nostalgia. I wish the days were long enough and the trails close enough to hike everyday. Instead, there is always poetry.
New revision, January 8, 2015...
New revision, January 8, 2015...
bare wrinkled flesh flailing is still beautiful, dancing nude at 70 as we did at 22. i told you we'd be young, always skipping through life at our pace each hike is mesh in rain and gore-tex in sun linked by dogs and scenery and changing elevation, we continue to traverse the bareness of a late summer forest full of fetching sticks, slugs and impromptu songs my daydreaming creates distance you far ahead, still glancing back while each step pulses the names of places we will never forget how to see this dancing fixes flesh to memory ©Erin Croley |