RETROSPECTIVE - Neil - May 2, 2016

RETROSPECTIVE


Why was I here when I could be home where I could settle into my recliner in the coolness of my front room? Truthfully I doubt that I could answer that question in any coherent way.


The sound of clicking wings as the male grasshoppers launching themselves over the hay meadows that flanked the stream was the only sound that broke the silence of the hot late summer day. A lone hawk was carving lazy circles in the hazy summer sky as I settled back in the shade of a cottonwood tree. The bark is rough against my back and even in the shade the summer heat was relentless and the occasional breeze was hot. A small trickle of sweat slid down my cheek and dripped on my shirt adding to the sweat that already soaked the fabric.

We all have those places. Thanks much for sharing yours with the rest of us.

That story helped me remember a place in some woods near my home. In January with temps about 8 degrees above zero I found a rock warmed by the sun, I sat against the rock and the warmth came through my heavy winter jacket. After I finished eating a sandwich, I fell asleep for 20 minutes. Most restful nap I ever had! Thanks for helping me go back there in my mind.
Adios Philip