The wild places, body

Spring Grove, PA welcome sign
Photo from years ago when i was still able to run. My Small town, USA. My creek, barn, and “woods” is a mile or two from this welcome sign.

Why do you love the wild places?

From an early age, nature and all of Pennsylvania’s wild things, bugs, flowers, birds, creek critters, fish – all of it mesmerized me.

Inexplicably felt blessed by this before ever learning what a blessing is.

As i grew closer to 10 years old, i started walking further from home.

Why?

To get to the creek across the corn field.

To get to the barn across the two-lane country road (highway).

And to get to the woods well past the corn field’s creek and up the hill through another corn field. The ‘Woods” as we called this small (couple, three acres, maybe) un-plowable patch of land, full of trees, brush, rocks, and creatures untold.

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By jeff noel

Retired Disney Institute Keynote Speaker and Prolific Blogger. Five daily, differently-themed personal blogs (about life's 5 big choices) on five interconnected sites.