I found my great-grandmother’s headstone in January. I’ve lost it again.
I’ve never been inside Odd Fellows during growing season, and it shows. One vine-strangled pine looks much like any other, and who would have guessed the young wisteria would be chest-high in mid-April? I meandered fruitlessly for two hours, lopping listlessly at random ropes of vine, acutely conscious that unless I stumbled over the pile, I would pass right by and never see it. So many lessons to learn, including “BLAZE TRAILS.”
Photos by Lisa Y. Henderson, April 2021.