Terribly wet conditions and overabundant mud prohibited me yesterday from losing myself in a carefree walk at the lake.  For too long have I been unable simply to roam without plans or worries, to let my feet carry me in directionless wanderings.  I had hoped to begin healing that wound with an exploratory walk in the early morning hours, but I found myself limited in what I could do simply because the earth remained underwater, and where solid ground could be seen, it offered slippery footing to mire even the most diligent traveler.

Nevertheless, my heart felt great joy at being outside again.  Lush greenery has sprouted everywhere in thanks to the rain god.  The lake overflows in all directions with perpetual drink.  Despite oppressive humidity and the limited scope of where I could go without falling victim to the flooded area, pleasure filled my bosom as my eyes feasted on what I’ve longed for—even if only from a distance.

Lacking the ability to enjoy the lake fully, I decided to visit The Celebration Tree Grove.  It is a recent addition to the lake.  Dedicated in April 2006, I found it offered a relaxing haven away from the usual hustle and bustle, one tucked quietly against a backdrop of lush woodlands surrounding one of the creeks.  Saplings planted around it still appear young when compared to their elder brethren, but they will eventually take their place as elder statesmen in this ligneous gathering.

Hewn of earthen stones, metals, and woods, it complements the breath of intention that can still be felt when one sits in the quiet of this place.  I found myself captive to its aura for quite some time.