Our walk in the woods started through the meadow. It was dotted with beautiful brown faces and flaming yellow hair of the Prairie Sunflowers. We were greeted with moths and butterflies and all manner of winged siblings, which drive my dogs mad with the chasing gene. Once we stepped in the sacred trees, we met a carpet of pine needles and spent cones. Walking in the footsteps of our fury and feathered brothers and sisters, we saw the spent blooms of the Mountain Rose’s that are moving into tiny little hips. Some two-legged brother or sister formed with pinecones, heart family. Does that mean you know we are related like I do? We are all one, no matter color, gender, ethnicity or even manner of species. We are all one and carry a threaded connection to each other. Today I took a walk in the woods.
