Still Not Too Late

Sometimes we surprise ourselves. For example, it’s been a few years since I trekked down, down, down to view the amazing Tonto Natural Bridge, about three miles from Pine, AZ. But on Wednesday, a new reader friend invited me to hike the trail.

And we did it, the two of us, with a limp here and a pant there. Definitely worth it, and the next day wasn’t all that bad. Just a few twinges in my leg muscles–nothing to compare with the joy of seeing such incredible natural beauty.20160217_133113_resized

I titled this Not Too Late Yet instead of Never Too Late, because some day, it will be too late for this kind of adventure. Better keep at it while I can. 

Everyday experiences and thoughts often take me to Dottie and Al, the main characters of my first published novel. They’re mid-life folks, not expecting much in the way of excitement to show up in their simple rural lives.

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But something DOES show up, and it’s pretty exhilarating. New doorways open as they face the future. They surprise themselves, and that can only be a good thing.

 

3 thoughts on “Still Not Too Late

  1. It looks like a beautiful place. And I understand about the slowing down. I walked a slower on our trip to NY a couple of weeks ago because of a sore knee, but I am going to keep going as long as I can.

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