The Gate
At the end of the lane there was a gate, and that was as far as we ever went, well, except for a few steps. But it was a sort of natural boundry, a turning point. You could rest a minute, savouring the crispness of the woods, the quiet. It was a good place to stop, to turn back to the house awaiting you down the hill, to the hot pot of tea and cookies. But sometime I want to go beyond it, to explore......
And so we come to the end of the challenge! I expect many more walks await me, past gates, through chapters in my life. There is nothing like a good walk to rejuvenate the soul.
I have had a wonderful and blessed year in 2008! I look forward to seeing what is around the bends in the road of 2009!
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All the way to the gate, and slipping all the way back down! Mother doesn't usually come down the mountain on all fours, but she was momentarily descending in that fashion. Poor Ish, when she slips on the ice, I laugh at her; however when I slip, she gets in trouble. She hasn't quite caught the "heel" command yet and pulls at just the wrong moment.
A little treacherous, but it was quite fun!
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