Signs of My Place

How do I know where I belong?

Not here

This tells me I'm close



This is my neighbourhood



My creek sings a welcome song.





The forest gets all dressed up when I'm near



I know where I belong.

Changing Path

The path changes day by day

straight through wonders

screeching around sharp corners of worry

hesitating in a forest of doubt

slowly stalking the years

encountering others

stretching out into some future

wide open to possibility.

Cliff Walk

Enderby Cliffs Provincial Park
7 km up, way up
2 paws up

A shady trail with squirrels and chipmunks, lots of pups with their long legged humans. There is no water so be sure your humans pack extra for you. You'll get thirsty here. Bring a leash, you may be tempted to explore the edge of the cliff!

Change

There is a change going on around me. I sense it in my paws and with my nose. There are less lazy hours relaxing on the deck, fewer campfires and bar-b-ques, and less bugs sucking my blood. There are more hours getting firewood for the woodstove, more chilly mornings of frost and soup is back on the menu. My fur is thick and shaggy, collecting up dried seeds and grass and dust. It's another beautiful season for me to explore and enjoy. I am Thankful.