Posted on May 24, 2003 in Body Language The Orange
I’m feeling a little sulky tonight. While making a crossing on the trail back from Holy Jim Falls, I chose to travel by means of the cemented stones on the right rather than the unsteady line of stones on the left. Foottracks showed that the left course was the more popular by far, but I took the way less traveled and it made all the difference: I hit my head on a low fig bough. The brim of my bush hat and my hair cushioned much of the blow. There’s a pinkish scrape there and tomorrow I expect a colorful bruise about which my mother will most certainly make a comment when she sees it.