Wednesday, May 8, 2013


The future is overwhelming, the list of tasks…insurmountable.  I leave it all behind for a walk, to think, but find myself not thinking at all.  The air is cool, the sky overcast.  A perfect day to escape.

A weed pushes through the impervious surface of the asphalt trail.  Not because it wants to but because it has to.  With a singular purpose to grow, it does.  I walk by but circle back and snap a picture of its effort.

It’s time to get home.  There’s work to do.
A lesson learned on a walk.  A lesson learned from a weed.  

1 comment:

  1. I enjoyed this article as there have been many times in my life that I too have stopped by the edge of the pavement and wondered the following:

    Would I have put that much energy into a task?
    Where did that seed come from? Was it hidden under the road all this time?
    Did the thistle spread from other thistles? Even if I don't see any near by?
    Am I falling behind my friend on our walk?