sometimes all the way Down. Sometimes half way and then Over. Sometimes just as far as to visit the Hydrangea. But we walk. Us. We walk. I think. What an incredible GIFT this is. The words are trite. over used, Gift, but it is nothing less. I would have never imagined, most of my life, that this is how i would end a day. Walking with Goats. a chicken. a cat. a dog. my shadow. Walking.
