I caught the day’s last ferry! And I camped in solitude at a site named Road’s End. Slowly walking a path gradually revealed, moment-by-moment, glimpses of the deeper walkabout hidden within my larger journey. The profound significance of PLACE… and the immeasurable variety of beings that LIVE there. The choreography between water and air… two vast, global fluid bodies that interact with flows and forces complex and dynamic. And the flows and forces of my own being take part in the dance!Might the surviving tree grieve the loss of it’s beloved, which it lovingly embraced over so many years? Might it have felt empathy and compassion throughout it’s partner’s decline?Might not all creation be connected in mysterious, miraculous ways we rarely perceive?Grand Island and Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore… both places of wonder, beauty and timeless wisdom.