Soil or was it mud drizzled from my shoe as i took the next step.. My black walking stick slowly turned brown as the day passed...
The kids looked dog-tired - this was one hike that was a little not fun..was a little too tiring and was when the silence was quiet ..
The trip was a gentle reminder that a shout in the void was unheard almost all the time - that heavens were not always above our heads..or was vertically moving forward .
A conversation with kids ended with me saying that you don't always build bridges over unruly waters .. You need to pass over calm waters too..
Another conversation was about how cockroaches in the house were having an early Christmas in our absence ..
Lily talked about my asthma and rued over my carelessness in not getting it treated .. Agnes kept talking in Spanish like English..
Sometimes the birds and the foliage spoke to the 3 of us..
We reached the unintended summit, there was no where else to go..we caught our breaths
What do you do when you're done - i pondered ..i looked at the kids..
Agnes was unpacking the tent.. Lil threw her back pack and slept on the grass.. They looked oddly comfortable when my mind wondered about things to do.. I was restless whilst they enjoyed this little achievement..
Its easy to talk about living in the moment or is it?
My little tent, my 2 girls - this summit.
Joe
PS:
The night fell as those little giants fought, made up and at one point set the tent on fire - we ate noodles - we had fruit juice and the stars kept gazing down on us - shining on us.
"Live one day at a time my darlings " ended the fairytayle
The kids looked dog-tired - this was one hike that was a little not fun..was a little too tiring and was when the silence was quiet ..
The trip was a gentle reminder that a shout in the void was unheard almost all the time - that heavens were not always above our heads..or was vertically moving forward .
A conversation with kids ended with me saying that you don't always build bridges over unruly waters .. You need to pass over calm waters too..
Another conversation was about how cockroaches in the house were having an early Christmas in our absence ..
Lily talked about my asthma and rued over my carelessness in not getting it treated .. Agnes kept talking in Spanish like English..
Sometimes the birds and the foliage spoke to the 3 of us..
We reached the unintended summit, there was no where else to go..we caught our breaths
What do you do when you're done - i pondered ..i looked at the kids..
Agnes was unpacking the tent.. Lil threw her back pack and slept on the grass.. They looked oddly comfortable when my mind wondered about things to do.. I was restless whilst they enjoyed this little achievement..
Its easy to talk about living in the moment or is it?
My little tent, my 2 girls - this summit.
Joe
PS:
The night fell as those little giants fought, made up and at one point set the tent on fire - we ate noodles - we had fruit juice and the stars kept gazing down on us - shining on us.
"Live one day at a time my darlings " ended the fairytayle
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