Away We Go: Shifting Gears
It is possible to be difficult and just right at the same time.
There's a metaphor here as I’m sure every one of you has seen coming. Sometimes you're not moving in the right life-gear. Your legs are circling around and around and it doesn't feel like you're getting anywhere and certainly not quickly.
Away We Go: Mapping the Waterway
River maps are no longer accurate. The blue fingers of creeks and streams on the car's navigation system yield perhaps an arroyo when I glance out the window. A trace of a wash. If water exists it is choked with cottonwood and willow making their last stand; they know this is desperate. Plant wisdom sussed that out some time before we did.
Away We Go: We All Fall Down
I am now pushing any piece of this guy into the vehicle that I can with little regard to whether things bend the way they should. At long last his seat is in the seat. Legs still dangling but this has crossed over into a doable situation. Both men ask, are you a Park Ranger?
Away We Go: Running to Sit Still
But here's the thing. As my feet are moving, and my soles are touching the ground and springing back up again, it's like the earth is saying to me - remember this?