About once a winter I have to check in on the creek in the cemetery. When there is snow and ice, I can't get down there, and there is now a tree down along my trail that is too big for me to deal with, so it's hard to walk that section any more anyway.
The sun was shining. That's always a plus, even though the little snow we've had is melting away. I think our ski outing on Saturday might be a hike instead.
In the sun, the dry leaves catch the light and almost make it difficult to see the creek. But it's there.
I guess that's how I feel about the creek. I know it's there whenever I need to visit. I feel that way about some people too. I may not see them often, but I know they are there, and I feel supported.
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