One Day of Many

There is a 2-1/2 mile trail along Lanana Creek that winds through Nacogdoches where citizens and students walk, jog, and ride bikes.  It is shaded by a canopy of trees and plant life with boardwalks and dirt trails.  Today, there were beautiful purple flowers and large clover covering the ground.  I only walked a half mile and did not see the entire trail, but it was enough to inspire my writing and photography ambitions for a short time.  I noticed a tree with holes around the trunk and wondered if birds had made those.  When I touched it, I disturbed a few gnats that flew around my hands before lighting back on the trunk.  A wicked looking wasp buzzed around further up the trunk.  I heard machinery ahead and thought that it sounded like a hundred busy beehives, but it was only mowers cutting the grass and sprucing up the old cemetery at Park Street.  I turned around to walk back.  I was not really alone.  Every once in a while a jogger would pass.  A man came out of the woods ahead of me and started running to catch up to his friend who I had already passed on the trail.  I surprised a cardinal in the bush and watched as he hopped from branch to branch.  As I am leaving the trail a young man and little boy pass by.  The little boy waves and he smiles.  I waved back. How momentarily pleasant!