Connection

How can one become breathless? Last Friday I hiked wonderful Tennessee Valley with a friend. The hills were blue with lupine that wouldn't stop, interspersed with yellow sun cups and orange poppies. That wasn't enough either. Red winged blackbirds decided to put on a show; about six of them were up and down in the air spreading their wings and with their songs begging us to look at them. What a show! This valley is the only place I have ever seen these wonderful creatures.
After many days I once again was connecting with a dear friend. All subjects were on our agenda--art, politics, family, metaphysics, just plain life. We must not let these opportunities go. These are life's connections.