Mist, Water and Rock
Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, USA
Sometimes in the night’s darkness you will find a pervading light. I am referring to the mist. As the day was trying to break through, fog had engulfed my companion, Parasurama, and I as we tread a stormy road. Moving towards us was a greater intensity of white – a flowing white object. A ghost perhaps? No. It was a man in white dhoti and shawl. It was Caru.
Caru hails from Pennsylvania originally and now runs a unique temple in Spanish fork, Utah with his wife Vaibhavi. He made a presentation to the youth about his project situated in the heartland of Mormonism. What an innovater he is ! What a role model he is ! He’s been married to the same girl for thirty nine years.
I joined the youth for a pleasant swim in Snow Creek. This kind of activity is a treat for these city slickin ‘ kids. While there we couldn’t make out just what species of snake she was but a mama snake, of a larger than garter snake dimension, was a little overwhelmed by us rowdy boys near her resting spot, a small den housing the young.
Another real treat was the trail walk at Hanging Rock. The drop in steep and the vista is breath taking. I took the role of guide but couldn’t identify much of the local vegetation. The main of what comes to be a strenuous climb was to lead all participants to the appreciation of God, in the many life forms that exist. I hope I succeeded.
10 KM
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