Footnotes of Day Three of New Beginnings

I’m getting lazy, when the alarm went off this morning, I did not want to get out of bed. It was so nice, warm, comfy. But I needed to get up and get ready for church.

 Church is still odd. We haven’t met in the sanctuary since this pandemic began. But we are meeting in the family life building where we can distance more safely. This morning though was nice, getting together, hearing an inspiring message, getting closer to and sharing God’s Word.

 Afterwards I came home and made ready to go on an adventure that was discussed the day before. I was going with friends to the state park and hike up Crowder’s Mountain. The weather was teasing us, cloudy, partly cloudy, bright sunlight only to cloud over again. But, we were going to try it.

 I grabbed a bag I usually carry to put in water, my keys and wallet and a couple pieces of hard candy. My sweet Bella saw me get the bag. She knows that bag. Don’t try to tell me dogs aren’t smart and don’t remember things. It has been months since we hiked but she immediately knew that bag. She was ready to go hiking. Only I was going to meet friends, and they were going to drive to the park.

  My son did say he would meet up with us and bring both dogs. Soft hearted that he is, there was no way he was going to allow Bella to be so disappointed. Meeting at the park we made sure that both of the dogs were wearing their harness correctly and then we were off and hiking.

When we got to where the trails divided we started to go the step trail but were meeting up with other dogs and Molly was not being friendly. She was barking at every dog, no matter the size, that got near. We decided to back track and go the tower trail. Partially because it is wider and we could keep Molly further away from other dogs. She was wearing her training collar, but my son neglected to bring the controller. It wouldn’t have taken but once or twice of that beep to have stopped her barking. We’ll know next time. 

We carefully made our way up the trail, stopping occasionally to catch our breath and get that next wind. The folks we passed were all friendly, even the folks whose dogs Molly barked at so rudely. All smiled, all greeted us, all were out there for the same reason we were, to enjoy the day while getting some exercise. We were very blessed in that the day stayed nice. The temperature was as close to perfect as one could hope, the clouds drifted past, but took with them all they contained. My son, who had not been to the mountain in several years, kept telling our friends that we were halfway there. No matter how far we had gotten, we were halfway there.

 To finally reach the top, to look out across the landscape before us, was amazing. The clouds an addition to the vast expanse before us. Crossing over beyond the tower we reached the look out point. It was too crowded there to actually get to the edge, but we rested as the dogs drank the water I had brought for them. I knew that it would be busy, so the fact I was right kept the disappointment at bay.

 The hike back down was obviously easier, but we did still stop from time to time. there was no hurry after all. My son decided he wanted to go the other way and see how much quicker that route was. It was so much quicker that he was able to come back up the path we were going down and walk with us after all. He had left me with both dogs and both dogs were determined to hurry. I got my exercise struggling with them, trying to keep them from pulling too hard. I was glad when my son arrived to take one of them under his control. 

Home now and weary, my head aching, my knees still trembling, my back letting me know that wasn’t one of my smarter moves, I’d still do it again. We were out of the house. We were spending time together. We were enjoying the day and the company. Who could ask for a better start than that?

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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