someone,
perhaps a parent,
who designed the playground equipment at the bridge center,
put this great 3d swirl in the cement of the stairs
right where i was staring as i watched my child walking up.
if i had been alone, i would have climbed the steps
looking up
and missed it altogether.
perspective and the priority of our moments
accounts for so very much of how we see the world.
way back at the end of a long inconspicuous driveway,
nestled beside a pond and surrounded by towering old pine trees
sits the bridge center.
there, just as inconspicuously,
a dedicated group of people quietly give
new opportunities and new experiences to kids with all level of disability.
my youngest, who is legally blind, goes horseback riding there each week
(aka: hippotherapy).
it’s such a gift for him. makes him stronger in so many ways.
today they let my friend caryn and i walk about for a bit,
taking photos for some new fall patterns.
how sweet to be surrounded by
the beauty of fall in the woods knowing
all the while what wonderful work goes on beneath the same trees
we laughed under as i posed and caryn tried to make me look professional.
pics from today and new patterns soon.