Roots

I traveled to Maidstone State Park in Vermont yesterday. Roots, roots, and more roots. Never seen such a scene. I enjoyed the walk in the woods, gingerly stepping over and around exposed roots of birch and cedar. I love it.

I reflect on the day and my roots. Wonderful day with a new special friend - talked a lot about our roots - interesting entanglements, separate realities. I love it.

I feel exposed. I reflect on how it was, how it is. I enjoy the intercourse, the feel of nature and friendship. I love it.

ROOTS