Bucket List
Bucket List Meandering fifty miles in the shade of the summer woods the past two weeks allowed my always churning ADHD brain to settle into a state of calmness. The same calmness that I see in a woodland lake as the coolness of the water I sip quenches my thirst. Sitting on a fallen sycamore log looking out at the reflection of trees in the lake, I see a boy I knew many years ago looking back at this old man. The man was once that boy who discovered the wonders of the woods and first sat looking at a woodland lake sipping water from his Boy Scout canteen. The boy had big dreams on his bucket list. He was going to be an astronaut and then play the hot corner for the Tribe. The boy dreamed as only a lad is able about the things he would do some day. He ate his peanut butter sandwich and stared into the mirror like surface of the glacial kettle pond. I smile thinking back to that...