Sun
rain
sleet
hail
snow
all forms of weather
greet us on the trail
21 February 2011
New York City
Weather on the trail
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Buses and the trail
The wheels on the bus
go round
and round
taking us
along the trail.
6 November 2010
New York City
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Sailing on the trail
Propelled by human hands,
driven by engines,
riding on the wind,
boats take us along the trail.
November 6, 2010
from the
Staten Island Ferry
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Waterways
Waterways have served as the trail through the ages.
Growing up on an island in the Ohio River and now living on an island, water trails carry deep meaning for me.
1 September 2010
North Platte River
Edness K. Wilkens State Park
Wyoming
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Into the distance
We may only be able to view a part of the trail; it may disappear into the distance.
April 2010
Colombia
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Well marked
Sometimes, someone has marked the trail well. It is used and easy to follow.
January 2009
Stones River National Battlefield
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Inertia or love?
Never did he leave,
steadfast he remained;
question haunts her still:
inertia or love?
16 August 2011
Shire on the Hudson
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Seen on the train – August 19, 2011
On the train into work today, I watched as a guy read Dracula by Bram Stoker on his Kindle directly across from a poster for The Vampire Diaries. Interesting contrasts of technologies and story lines.
See you along the Trail.
Friendship
The picture is from a couple of years back. I could say it is a bit old, but I realize that would mean that I am a bit older.
I believe this picture was taken by Tiffany Gonzales at a party at her house. Football might have been involved.
What is most important at this moment – is that friendship is definitely involved.
My friend Irene recently endured a very hateful incident. She has had the grace and courage and faith and hope and trust to share her pain and process her pain publicly on Facebook.
A number of her friends have responded with statements of support, long-distance hugs, and prayers. Tonight I decided that, in addition to my words, I would post this picture of Irene and me.
I am honored and grateful to be her friend. I give thanks for Irene and for all who share this journey with me.
See you along the Trail.
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Making my way home
Water squishes from my socks
with each step I take through the station,
my pants restrict my movements,
clinging to my shins and thighs,
I trudge down the stairs and onto
the street; I walk through the rain
as though seeking a
wet Oxford shirt contest.
A white flash illuminates the sky,
glowing blue off the top of the subway car;
the sky rasps out
a deep, low rumble.
The storm exhausts its fury
while I make my way home
where I realize
how blessed I am.
19 August 2011
Shire on the Hudson
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