A couple weeks ago I went to Redfeather Lake with my friend Laura.
We took sleeping bags and laid out on the deck to watch the many, many stars. Our galaxy looks completely different outside of the city.
“Which star do you think she is?” I asked.
“She’s the bright one.” We laughed because every star out in Redfeather is bright.
We went hiking the next day and stared at the amazing panorama.
“She’s in the wind,” Laura said.
And just then, a little breeze blew through the trees. She was right there in the wind. We chuckled at the irony and told her we were happy to have her join us on our hike.
The wind is light, airy and travels the world.
We even found her in England
My cousin Lowrie sent this to me along with this note:
Our travels this past weekend took us to Beachy Head at the southeastern corner of England. It is part of the chalk cliffs along that part of the UK. We were 530 feet above the English Channel. Strong winds and beauty surrounded us. We seemed somehow nearer to Heaven and talked about Lance’s mom, my Dad, and sweet little Samantha!
There were little pieces of the rock making these incredible cliffs scattered on the ground. So, we gathered them and made a heart for Sam.
It is most certainly an awesome spot on this earth. . . . Huge cliffs yet very fragile and ever changing. Just like us, I guess!
I think Samantha would like England. I think she would like being on top of Stormy Peak in Redfeather. I think she would like traveling on the wind.