Still amazes me when br thoughts of places I've been br the miles been traveled br the sights unraveled br br but few can compare br to our travels up there br the walks that we've taken br the birds in the making br the seeds in the rain br the trust that was gained br together as one br or alone in the sun br the secrets we learned br the smell of the the sweet fern br enjoying the mood br adjusting the tudes br the flute like song of the wood thrush br hiding spots amongst the brush br there is no place I'd rather be br than to be up there & you along with me!br br Jock Ridibr br