Trees of Transition

Planting seeds of hope throughout our world through sharing photography and thoughts on teaching, cooking, and life transitions.

Free to Get Drenched

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The pitter-pat subsided,
Luring me out to run.
Blue shoes on,
Then smacking against damp pavement.
I jogged past the house with a white picket fence, yard full of green, but in my memory I saw it as a snow fairy kingdom with snow tufts on too of the posts.
Along the train tracks,
Swerving little lakes overwhelming the side walks.
Then around I turned, the wind now filled with mist, in my face.
The mist turned to drops,
The warm rain soaked me,
As I ran home.
The water made me laugh,
I was waterproof
and free to get drenched.



Author: mary.campbell.schuh

Hello Friends, A curious, kind, practical, and energetic writer, wife, mother, and teacher is one way to describe me. I enjoy thinking about transitions--in schools, churches, families, relationships, and even countries. I'm passionate about learning, and I love working with people. Stop by often to see which kind of transition I'm thinking about, and I would appreciate hearing your thoughts. Peace! ~Mary Hope

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