Saturday, August 1, 2009
“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence.” ~H.D. Thoreau
Soft gentle steps stir the fallen leaves, ears twitching she pokes her head into the sun dappled clearing to stand stoically in its brilliance, white tail at attention. Scampering down the rough bark, a grey squirrel turns its curious head, chittering in anticipation at the growing throng of animals. Limbs bend slightly supporting their friends, sparrow and blue bird, adding their voice to the revelry.
Smiles break in a wave amid the chorus of their voices as the badge is pinned upon their new friend's chest, to serve and protect as a Junior Ranger.
We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children. ~Native American Proverb