Dozing polar bear, Indianapolis Zoo

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

A little cheese with that whine

Though the two-year old residing within me does not understand why we cannot spend all our time traveling, exploring, and writing about this natural phenomenon or that environmental issue, my mortgage company plainly does.* This means that I must put on the other hat today -- the one that makes money.

Which is a shame, because it occurred to me this morning that I've spent very little time in the desert. A too-brief weekend in New Mexico a few years ago isn't much more than a tantalizing taste, is it?

And let's not get started on the long-distance trail obsession.

*I'm quite ashamed to say that my inner two-year old is even more short-tempered and demanding than most real ones. After years of wrangling, maneuvering and arduous work, I now get to spend a great deal of time doing what I enjoy, and should be quiet about it already.


Larry said...

I've been reading back through your archives this afternoon; you've posted some good writing and images!

Have any tree-related posts which might be suitable for the March Festival of the Trees? Let me know!

Trailhead said...

Larry, thanks. I appreciate that. I probably will have one toward the end of the month, and I'll be sure to send it over!

JLB said...

Do you like Sandra Cisneros' work Trailhead? She has a piece about birtdays that expresses the sentiment of how we have those different "ages" of self inside of us.

My inner two-year-old can be equally as uncompromising. ;)

Trailhead said...

I don't believe so, but now I'll have to look into her. Any relation to Henry?

JLB said...

I don't believe so...