Here we are again. I sit amongst old friends and after moments reminiscing over the past few weeks we are caught up again. The ravine still here, still flourishing for the time being. We can find the same rhythms of life in every season. The ups and down come in the most unexpected moments. After a few grimly cold weekends the plants hold on. Today is another victory of the battle in the war that they are slowly losing. To me they are soldiers. They have fought brave and strong, have loved and laughed, but hope is slowly fading. Limbs are missing and color is fading as the day is coming to a close. Loved and dear ones wait on the other side. There their legacy will be reunited and will live on in the next generation. As I start to leave I give them a quick glance signifying my respect and admiration for how hard they have fought to live and to love. This could be a last look, or a salute and farewell for I know not which enemy lies just around the corner.
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