It’s the Journey
Once upon a time in a land far, far away there lived a giant bear so huge that they named a nature center after it. It’s my recollection of how this story should begin, but in reality……..
When my grandkids were young we used to go on a nature walk at the Bear Creek Regional Park in Colorado Springs where they have a nature center with pictures and information on native animals and birds of the area. Leading out from the nature center are some pretty neat trails that are fun that the kids loved walking.
On one particular day we parked in the lot and headed over to the trail. As we began to walk I reminded them to look for signs of wild animals. I cautioned my youngest grandson about bears and if one began chasing us, not to worry unless you’re the slowest runner and I told him papa could outrun him. He didn’t think that was funny.
A bit later I spotted something on the ground that all the kids had passed by, so I called out to them to come back and take a look as I had found sign of a carpenter bear. They raced each other to see who would get to me first. I waited until all four were there and looking for the sign. I pointed it out and it was a rusty old nail. I said a carpenter bear must have left it. They all sighed, “Oh Papa”!
We continued on and there were ground squirrels, birds and even fish in the creek. Sometimes we would stop at the old apple tree and when apples were in season they all tried to knock some apples down by tossing sticks at them. More than once we’d come across a fawn with its mother nearby. They would watch us cautiously and bolt off across the trail and up the hill. We had no hurry, no timetable of being somewhere else.
It’s the journey that makes life worth living and it’s the little things that matter. – I am the Real Truckmaster!