I guess I'm somewhere in the middle;
always growing,
always reaching
It's kind of funny- we've been here for well over a month now and just today we ventured out to see the blue heron roosts. They are a mere half mile away from were we've been toiling away each day, but it's taken us this long to 'take the time' to visit it. In just this short distance it felt like we'd discovered an entirely different place. Instead of pasture, garden, and dirt I saw tall grass, enormous trees and beautiful birds. In the place of cattle and straight fences were downed trees and huge mushrooms... this little oasis had been there the whole time we had but we hadn't seen it. It wasn't hiding itself from us and we didn't need an invitation to go there, but we went along with our busy days, not even thinking twice that there was 'more' out there...
How often does this happen? How much do we take for granted and miss out on just because we are too busy with our day to day routine that we fail to explore and realize just how much 'more' really is out there. Then not only do we not ever experience that 'more', we just don't care about it...we could care less what happens to those places out there that we'll never see or feel. We become apathetic to the very existence of those creatures who depend on us to -without a better way to put this- not destroy their homes.
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