Time After Time

I came upon this weathered, wooden table in the middle of the forest where I often walk my dog. As I paused to snap this photo, I wondered how many hikers, lovers, children, campers, joggers and dog-walkers have left their mark on this once-clean slate. I muse that as new carvings are inscribed, they overwrite those who’ve come before. Somehow, I’m comforted with the realization that each generation will inevitably leave its mark; sometimes overwriting, often enhancing, but always building on what has come before.

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