Walking theLabyrinth

This autumn I have enjoyed walking the labyrinth in the evenings.  Each plant has a memory – bought from Kramer’s Flower Farm and planted last October in a drought which meant the soil was hard as hard can be; donated by friends; rescued from Hy-Vee; transplanted from other prairies or gardens.  And, the rocks – Triad, Russel, Marcus, Sparkly Rock, Honkin’ Big Rock, the Quarry Rock from Rich and several from around the state like near Hayden Prairie and Osterdock.  Then, there are the animals that frequent the labyrinth – from people who walk it, to the children who race through it and up the magnolia tree and back out always following the pathways to the turkeys, deer, woodchuck, butterflies, praying mantis, chick-a-dees that nested, the robins in early spring and the white throated sparrows that recently flocked there on their way south.  Under the moonlight I have walked it.  Under the starry sky with Orion and Sirius and the Great Square of Pegasus.  In playful mood to serious to reflective and other I have walked and thought or simply allowed myself to be there.