Well, that’s the way it is.
The picture is from Lake Matinenda in Ontario.
For Impromptu Promptings Sandbox Writing Challenge 22: vulnerable.
I took this yesterday. She ran to the tree, no parent in sight. The parent was out of my sight but knew where she was.
Norah Jones : “a little girl with nothing wrong is all alone”.
Here: Seven years.
Prayers for the children who are frightened, and not safe, and lost. Alone or not alone.
I have a double lot, L shaped, because the 1930s garage extends 5 feet into the second lot.
I don’t mow the second lot. It is in the center of the block and has an apple tree, a plum tree, a maple with a tree house, wild roses and weeds.
The deer leave their young to stay. Intemittently there are young alone in my lot. I went to go in the tree house this weekend, but this small one was alone. I don’t like to scare them into the streets or more exposed yards, so I backed off.