Today, Kate and I hiked through Powder
Valley. Though I've lived here for many years, I had never sought to
explore Powder Valley, preferring to stick to familiar parks and
trails. We bundled ourselves up against the crisp, cold air, and
beat the chill with a fierce stride through the hills and valleys of
the small nature reserve. Chattering on and on, we barely noticed
the stark trees, the faint murmur of the stream, the ominous sky. We
were so entrenched in our conversation that it surprised us to arrive
back at our starting point, and we might have missed it had not been
for this doe. Unfazed by and unafraid of our presence, she continued
to search for food among the dead leaves. We quietly passed her to
take the loop a second time, not feeling that our time was finished.
Kate is living her grand adventure.
She left the comfort and security of a successful music teaching gig
and went to grad school in hopes of pursuing a singing career. She
has been a soloist with the St. Louis Symphony, has been in numerous
operas, and has been the featured guest for many concerts. You can
find out more about her
here. She works hard to make her dream a
reality, and she does it with immeasurable grace. She is sweet,
kind, quiet, and thoughtful and she chooses each word carefully, as
if to get the most out of it.
As we walked I thought that, while I
loved this new adventure, I loved the company more...
Some adventures were made to be taken
with others. With whom will you journey this year? I'd love to hear
about it.
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