I walked along the riverside today, reveling in the early spring sunshine. Spring comes to Alaska later than some places. Winter comes quickly and holds on fast. Months of snow and ice pass by at molasses pace. And then? Comes that perfect day. The sun shines warmly and the river’s ice breaks free.
Today was that day. I walked along the riverside lazily snapping photos. Your face came to me then and I recalled your voice; down by the old mill stream, where I first met you.
I miss you on these days, my beloved. I miss you every day.
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written for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 word challenge: MILL
lyrics to Down by the Old Mill Stream
photo taken by me, March 28, 2014 alongside the Kenai River in Soldotna, Alaska
An Alaska trip is at the top of my Bucket List. My dad took a cruise there once, and said it was the closer he ever felt to God. How can you pass up an experience like that?