Out of that Rut

This blog's intended usefulness lies in providing a space to wake myself up, pull myself up and over the muddy ridges of life's ruts; to share poems, pleasures and delights, both Earthly and Heavenly.

Ruts are part of life, a trail hazard at all stages of the journey. They show up where paths diverge, or are trodden and wet. But sometimes we create them ourselves with a wrong turn or a prolonged inattention.

Here I go. Heave ho.

Enough of the life=a trail metaphor.

Oops, one more: Happy Trails.