Jun 19
Tis a moment and mood I share, this hour.
For I am plying the revered "Speed Track" @ Pukeiti Rhododendron park, not 6 km from Foxglove.
The day is brisk and sunny, only the forest denizens and the occasional park gardener join me in my slow passage through the high alpine pathways.
Two shaky legs and a sturdy cane propel me forth, up hill down Dale through the remarkable beauty of the place. All the while healing the great wrent in my abdomen, fostering the re plumbing of my gizzard, rebuilding the muscular atrophy of my early weeks of prone recovery.
So good for the spirit, these days of lonely communion with the wilderness, the breeze and the birdcall.
Each day, a little further, each hill, a little higher.....all the way, every day, a celebration of life.
M@Foxglove,Taranaki.NZ
For I am plying the revered "Speed Track" @ Pukeiti Rhododendron park, not 6 km from Foxglove.
The day is brisk and sunny, only the forest denizens and the occasional park gardener join me in my slow passage through the high alpine pathways.
Two shaky legs and a sturdy cane propel me forth, up hill down Dale through the remarkable beauty of the place. All the while healing the great wrent in my abdomen, fostering the re plumbing of my gizzard, rebuilding the muscular atrophy of my early weeks of prone recovery.
So good for the spirit, these days of lonely communion with the wilderness, the breeze and the birdcall.
Each day, a little further, each hill, a little higher.....all the way, every day, a celebration of life.
M@Foxglove,Taranaki.NZ
In response to Nat's Little Lemons, Limes & Grapefuit....and of course, the Little Ant.
(79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ)
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