Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
South Toe River — Pisgah National Forest, Burnsville, North Carolia (With an Inukshuk to mark the occasion).
Inukshuk is an Intuit language term for "like a human being" and dot the tundra to show the way, mark fishing places, hunting grounds, evidence that someone else has been this way and left this to say "Hello," as a gesture of encouragement.
Suffering from "modernization," they have devolved to the level of graffiti--becoming just another way to clutter up a natural landscape.
So I erected this for the photograph and carried it back home with me as a reminder of natural landscapes in suburbia.
I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing.
I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.
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