...LOST?

~AMERICANA~

"Floyd, remind me again... who made you navigator?"

 "Clifford!"

"Clifford, we're LOST son... we ARE LOST!"

"No we're not.  I'm tellin' ya, I remember this old car and house... hunting camp is just around the next left!"

"Clifford, there ain't no 'next left' LEFT... THIS IS THE END OF THE ROAD!"

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It's as American as apple pie; curiosity... wander-lust, that tug on the heart-sleeve to see what's over the next hill... down that other drainage... around one more curve.  When our Aussie friends give into its siren call, people say they've gone 'WalkAbout'.

When we do it, folks generally call it... getting Lost.

But that's not true at all!

When you find nothing of value along the trail ~ when you bring nothing out of the experience but blisters, 'low-fuel' lights and cracked lips ~ then yes, you were just LOST.

But, oh friend... when the eyes overload, the mouth says "WOW!", and the heart sings "Oh YES!"... when the pulse rate quickens and the stress level tanks... when the scribe of Memory and the shutter of the camera can hardly keep up ~

That's when you know, bone-deep, the true meaning of the term SERENDIPITY.

Now, to be completely honest and fair, it must be noted that not every occasion of Discovery feels exactly 'serendipitous', at the moment.  Single-syllable, four-letter descriptives sometimes seem to be a much better fit.  However, when the memories are rich and the smiles wrought of them are warm, you know you've joined the realm of the Rich who have, over the Ages, garnered the Treasures to be found...

...on the Trails LESS-TAKEN.

ENJOY!

CM Sackett