Tag: lost and found
At the end of my last post I ask about what we lose and find on the trail. Sometimes that means physical lost and found objects and sometimes it means losing and finding things that hold us back and things that move us forward. This story is about what was lost and found at Coon Rapids Dam in Minnesota.
As I was walking there today I saw children sliding down the icy hill. Usually there is snow there time of year but it is all melted except for a track of ice formed by the sleds that packed down the snow we had about a month ago. This park makes me nostalgic.