Greeted by Nature Today at the Perfect Time

The Esposito Trail was sunny and empty save for the occasional bicyclist or person walking a dog. We politely smiled at one another as we passed, I with shoes and a jacket and a camera, they with shorts, tee shirts and sneakers. Not longer after I began walking I saw a black bird that posed for me, a contrast with the Thruway’s background traffic noise.

Even more remarkable was the white butterfly that gracefully flitted around me. I said, “Hi, daddy,” as I always do when nature comes near me, then asked it to please stop so I could take its picture. To my amazement, it glided gently to the ground in front of me and folded its wings, and after I clicked the camera button it flitted around me again before flying away.

I miss my dad so much it hurts at times. Tomorrow will be four and one-half-years to the day he left us. The word is died; that’s hard to say and even more painful to write. Today’s walk was peaceful even as I passed trees marked with orange dots and wooden posts tied with what looked like pink plastic and that had letters and numbers written on them.

Several trees on the South Nyack side (not the Thruway side) were down, and the fact that others were marked indicated what was to come. People walked in the middle of the path as I did, moving to the right when we approached each other from opposite directions.

To reiterate how I felt last year and still do, it’s hard for me to imagine what it will be like walking the trail, which will remain cinder, once the new path is built.

I’d like to know what you think.

Copyright © Janie Rosman and Kaleidoscope Eyes 2018

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