“Where are you going? We shouldn’t leave the path,” I warn to my husband’s back. “You’ll fall in the river.”
Looking over his shoulder, he says, “No I won’t. Come see.”
My stubborn man, continuing to pick his way through the undergrowth, almost immediately disappears from view. After a pause at least no splash sounds, so I glance both directions for right of way before following him off the bike trail. I dressed for a paved stroll, not a wooded hike, and am cautious not to let my bare calves brush against the taller weeds.
I can’t help but roll my eyes. The last thing either of us needs is a tick infestation.
The incline turns out to be more gradual than I expected. Several paces bring me easily to his side. Instead of looking at the nearby rushing river, he points down.
Very clear in the mud I see raccoon tracks. I stoop to get a closer look at the fainter marks shaped almost like arrows with truncated shafts.
“See those claw tips? Those signs are from the cranes,” he explains, the birds being this area’s namesake.
I stand, smiling. “This is neat.”
“And it’s perfectly safe just like I said. In fact, we’re clearly still on the beaten path.”
I swat his shoulder. He gives me a comical flinch. Then bushy eyebrows bounce nearly into his receding hairline.
“How about we go skinny dipping?”
“How about we get on with our walk,” I retort, turning to grab a branch for support on my return.
“Spoil sport,” he mutters, following close behind.
Now, here are the rules:
1) Post a photo each day for five consecutive days.
2) Attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction, non-fiction, poetry, or a short paragraph. It’s entirely up to the individual.
3) Nominate another blogger to carry on the challenge. Your nominee is free to accept or decline the invitation.
And here are my two nominees:
Keith, the wonderful flash fiction writer of the Keith's Ramblings blog.
Drusilla Barron, who inspires me mightily with her Loved As If blog.