Yesterday I drove all over the region on business, and as usual it was great to be OUT there in the frontier. There was the familiar stunning scenery. light and color, plus javelina, muledeer, pronghorn antelope, lots of raptors, and a lone steer inexplicably just ambling down the side of the road. I wouldn't say I'm getting jaded to the scenery, but it is getting familiar.
My drive was accompanied by a cd by Iowa Citians, Mike and Amy Finders. Though I've heard it over and over, I finally heard one of Mike's lyrics, "the river is only part water, the rest is flow."
That jolted me out of the comfort of the familiar.
Even surrounded by jaw-dropping beauty, I needed the reminder to see beyond the obvious, to see the effect of time and change, to see the verbs in life as well as the nouns.
This blog is called Second Mile to chronicle my new life here, but is it also about staying curious and thoughtful. Watching for the flow, that's what I want to do.
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