Anyway, I often sit in this yellow, multi-coloured chair and watch the maple leaves horsing around in the wind. I also listen to the river gurgling and the birds whistling songs that they’ve heard me scratch on my guitar.
That’s when I pick up my fat, dark blue book and look for a Waldo word.
One particular day Waldo was standing next to the word, ‘GREEDY’.
Greedy: “Wanting wealth to excess. Having or showing an excessive appetite for food or drink. Needing intensely.”
Truth hides in multi-coloured places.
Oh, wait, I have another memory that’s a sticker. That would make it number five.
However, fun was had by all
REALITY: What exists or is real.
This trail didn’t seem to be well-maintained. Maybe the Corona Virus had something to do with it.
PAIN: The condition of hurting.
The little wooden bridges that crossed the wee brooks were in poor shape. At one point I nonchalantly leaned against one bridge’s railing and was lucky not to fall off. The railing began to give away and I almost tumbled into a world of ‘PAIN’.
One section of the trail was obviously a moose lavatory. It brought back some memories. Years ago I had a great idea. I haven’t had any since. This idea was great and I think Waldo would agree. The idea was, why not collect moose turds and sell them as Cape Breton golf balls.
GREAT: Of a size, amount, extent, or intensity considerably above the normal or average.
I also saw Cinnamon Ferns, Bunch Berries, Twin Flower plants, Moccasin plants, Hawk Weed and lots more.
Now, you might ask, have I become a plant expert?
No. Judy and Torey are plant experts. So I got a guided plant tour while I hiked.
Luckily, Judy had first-aid material in her knapsack. I also contributed to Torey’s medical aid. I gave her an ice-pack which I’d carried in my public school grades one to five kid’s lunch bag.
We then made our way down towards a look-off, where we ate lunch.
It was while we were eating our lunch and swatting at bugs that we saw a strange phenomenon. A way out on the ocean was a white island. This island seemed to be moving and rising and falling.
And so, while driving down the steep and sharp-cornered Smokey Mountain road, I took photos after Judy grabbed my steering wheel and steered the truck and Torey prayed to Waldo for a Waldo word.
SCARED: Frightened, terrified.
Hopefully Torey’s knee will get better really, really quickly.