Last week at the riverhouse, Harper and I went for a walk through the woods on the north side of the property. We enjoyed all the little treasures along the way--Ferns that were burning bright green, velvety moss on the trees, the powerful and tranquil river and the smells and silence that follow a big storm. About thirty seconds after I took this self portrait and after we had moved 30 yards down the trail, a large tree limb came crashing down right where we had been standing. Thoughts of how I would have reacted when I heard the cracking limb, the dive for safety, the desire to protect Harper at all cost left me trembling (and running) back to the house.
Seems that I luckily avoided a serious injury...again. This was one of the first that threatened my girl. Scary stuff. The guardian angels continue to work overtime on my behalf. Thanks.
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