Halfway down the trail on the Murray Run Greenway, smack in the middle of the woods, there’s a single park bench. As far as I know, it’s the only bench located in these woods, and I’ve done a lot of thinking and dreaming there since we first moved to the Star City three years ago. I’ve prayed […]
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A Reminder to Myself, Hidden in the Boulders at Wind Rock: Day Seventeen
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * We drive south, past the New River Valley into Giles, where the road climbs up and up […]
A Little Comfort, Written on Small Stones, Sunk in the River: Day Thirteen
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. I go down to the river where it curls close to Salem Park. Where it ripples shallow over stones. […]
A Prayer, Tucked into a Hollow Log at Fishburn Park: Day Three
This post is part of a series. To read more, click here. * I got out of the car and walked down the hill alone, a small wooden box clutched in my left hand. In the last of the day’s light, everything looked like a charcoal sketch: black and white and gray. My heavy fleece-lined […]
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