A walk down Memory Lane

Today as Ester the dog and I made are usual morning walk, I reached back in my memory file of the times when I walked down dirt roads by our house in Virginia and had adventures. I would walk through the woods, pick blackberries, and trespassed through property forgotten. I wished I was back there, back in the places where Ester would love because there are so many different things she could bite. I loved walking on the paths less taken, and view senery that the world had hidden away from prying eyes, and yet made beautiful with every detail.

God built me to travel, and I haven't taken one road trip the whole summer. I am deeply bummed, but not despaired. I plan on making the best out of this Fall semester so that next Spring and Summer all I do is have adentures. Watch out Donald Miller, I am following in your tire marks.