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Thank You Juris Today's walk, though I've never been there, was on familiar ground. A raked path, a morning moon, a bushy tailed squirrel confronting a guardian crow, a ponderence of things to come, a closed gate I will soon open, a village I could never imagine, and one of many graveyards in which I'd love to rest one day. I remember climbing through the hole in the fence, though it seemed smaller then, unobstructed by fog. The gate is open now and I will explore new paths. ~~Judi Van Gorder Inspired by a journey from thegateless.org
I was touched.
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 11/13/2022
PS — What started playing as I was wrapping up this Paths post:
That is very sweet. Nicely done, and great song btw. G