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March 2009, vol 5 no 1
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Ray Rasmussen Endings On impulse we choose an unmarked trail and an hour later are rewarded with an emerald pond surrounded by cattails. There's a rise with a granite boulder to rest against. An embedded brass plaque reads:
I imagine a curly-haired dog prancing out of the lake, shaking and showering, her initial dismay and then laughter. Before leaving we lay a wildflower on her memorial. The trail back curves gently through stands of pine and poplar. Slanting rays of sunlight send long shadows across the mossy ground. My companion, walking just ahead, favors a chronically sore hip. "I may not be able to do this much longer." her hand skims the tops of tall grasses— geese flying south through the shadowed bus window a wave goodbye |