The streak at Red Top Mountain State Park stands at 178 days. Every one of those, I got up, got dressed up, drove the 10.3 miles, parked the car with her signs attached, in a predominant place, walked, talked and looked at stuff. Then I went home.
I raise awareness concerning Alzheimer’s and money for the Georgia Alzheimer’s Foundation.
This, the streak, feels right, feels good. For the first time, I feel determined to keep the streak alive and improve on my contribution.
Recently, my thoughts were of one of the birds of prey I had been asked to capture and take to the licensed rehabilitator at Amicalola Falls State Park. It was a very aged Great Horned Owl. The talons were enormous and cracked, and the eyes were almost milky white. I recall thinking about how difficult existence may have been for this impressive tiger owl, towards the end. The strength to flee was gone. Flying was no longer an option. When I arrived, a large domestic cat was circling. One of the thoughts that came to me later was how much “try” this magnificent strigiform must have had to live so long. (the picture above came from Unsplash)
In the beginning There’s a village not far from me called Capel-le-Ferne. Its name derives from the phrase ‘Chapel in the Ferns’. Proud locals often call it ‘The Village in the Clouds’. The rest of us call it ‘Capel-Le-Fog’ because it’s high up and every so often you can’t see a single thing there when […]