Spirit of the Wolf

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE ??

It's the   spirit    of      the      wolf  

 

On some numbered dirt road in the Appalachicola National Forrest.

bog log jog nog dog pog cog hog FOG!

Do you know where I am?

I could give you a hint...

It's a canopy road in Tallahassee...

But farther in a particular direction than most of us would normally go...



I stood in awe of the morning mist moving through the Pine field as the sun rose behind an opaque sky cover so thick it seemed I could feel the grey weighing down on my skin. It was fresh. And so clean, clean.

Where am I?

Does anybody remember this place? I used to go here all the time with my family when we kids were younger. I remember that mound felt SO tall and those stairs seemed to reach as high as a mountain top! I think it's so strange how memories build and are re-made through the years if you stay in your home town. I see places everyday that I've been watching change my whole life. And I guess we, as people, change too. I remember the last time my whole family was together at this place...

It was the Spring of '99. My sister and I were 17, and my little brother 11. My father obtained a day pass for me from the adolescent substance abuse treatment facility I attended, and my sister was 8 months pregnant. I usually sarcastically joke about how my family raises "winners" at this point in my story. But I remember chasing my little brother up those stairs, thinking how short the rise of each step felt, and reaching the top before my attention span expired. I remember thinking about my soon-to-be nephew and how much life seemed to be changing at that moment. And I remember my family as we were on that day.

What are your memories of [here]?