Zlaw’s Echo

Come on a hike with me. Hold my hand along the path. Help me across that brook, over that log, around that boulder. I’d offer to help you in return, but we both know you have better balance than I do. If there are any puddles in the underwood, however, I’m warning you: I WILL jump in them. There is no avoiding that, you will not be able to stop me this time. After all, hiking shoes are waterproof for a reason. For lunch, let’s go up the hill North of town and have a picnic; the view is beautiful from up there, even when it’s foggy. And I do love the feeling of grass blades between my fingers, and the wind in my hair. If we lie down, we could look for shapes in the clouds for bit. When we make it to the lake, we could go for a swim, and then skim stones on the surface as we dry on the bank. Back in the forest, let’s exchange fun facts about flora and fauna, and attempt to follow wildlife trails as best we can, no matter how poor our tracking skills actually are. Gathering nuts, fo...