My morning walk with nature...

My mornings are like most peoples. Feed my kids and drop them off at school and breath a sigh of relief when that part is complete and say now my day is off to a good start. Do not get me wrong I love my kids, best blessing ever. If you're a parent your free time from your family is very special.

My favorite place in the whole world is Tuttle park. In the spring, summer and fall. I walk the trails like I did as a kid after getting out of school, I would go exploring the woods and fish along the Olentangy river. But, after time life has a way of taking over and being a kid starts to fade as we grow older and we get get caught in the hustle and bustle of life and the illusion of time.

I started walking again after having major surgery about 4 years ago. I almost transitioned! But looks like God has bigger plans for me. I needed to take better care of my body and soul...





Every morning is a new story unfolding, the woods has so much to teach and I have so much to learn from her.


This particular morning was different then others. I usually go alone. But I asked Rosa my sister to join me. We talked about the trees and the energies, we could feel around us the power of our majestic old friends the trees. We decided that we were going to hug trees and get grounded.

On our way to my favorite spot I spotted a little tanish bird with the most beautiful yellow tips I had seen.





The little bird was not scared at all. I first thought it might be hurt. but it looked at us and almost looked like it was grinning (I know birds do not have lips).

I picked it up and put it in my hat. The bird looked up at me as to say thanks for the lift buddy. I was wearing yellow, so I might had looked like a big fat bird or a gum drop to it.

We walked about 25 feet and my new friend decided he/she had enough and flew away into the tall grass.

Rosa and I looked at each other and smiled and commented on how cool that was to be so close to nature and to be allowed to share that moment.

I never saw my new friend again and have not seen that type of bird again.

Good old tree, it collapsed from termites eating it.

This Rosa, she a cool sister. We work on lots of projects together.