less traveled

It’s the time of year when the animals are hungry. Winter was survived, but it’s too early yet for new growth, new food, fresh fuel.

The sun helps, filling in with warmth and golden light, hope and promises of plenty.

Yesterday, on the way home from visiting the children, there were deer everywhere along the highway, too close to the road, too close to danger, desperate for food. The news of Spring’s arrival has not yet reached their growling stomachs. The moon may feed the night, but those cold clouds still taste of empty.

Yet the animals hold on. They survive.

No, more than that. They fall into life’s embrace and revel in existence.

The light of dawn becomes their beacon.

Their path, the road I follow.


Wishing you a week filled with life.








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  • d smith kaich jones March 23, 2015 at 10:52 am

    this photo is breakfast for me – i could pour it into a glass and take great big gulps.

    i like this a lot – the animals hold on. a lesson.


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