I didn't know the wild flowers' name
I even climbed a tree.
Not up it but over instead.
This is one tree we lost from our tornado in '08.
The spring was hidden on land that was once Dad's
but no longer ours.
No luck with Morels but I found a raccoon's track
The spring could not hide from me.
I headed back the way I had come.
We would not have morels for supper tonight
but the wild flowers
and the walk
and the woods
made me admire Creation all the more.
Wishing you all a "walk on the wild side".