Jack’s Tale (Part I)

Walking through the woods is often relaxing and most enjoyable for me. The rolling hills of the country near me give me much to appreciate. The wind blows softly, creating echoing sounds as it pushes through the large trees and bushes. The squirrels scurry about, oft times seeking nuts, running rapidly around me and up and down the surrounding trees. The varying sounds draw me into the magical world around me.

I try to go out on warm fall weekdays, when few others are about. Occasionally there may be one or more fellow hikers, but we respect each other’s privacy, passing quietly by each other. I walk slowly, and sometimes others overtake me. It was still early in the morning when I was last out, so I didn’t expect to see anyone.



I had walked for perhaps 30 or 45 minutes, as the sun got higher and higher in the sky. Gradually it warmed up. I heard something behind, but thought it was probably just another animal in the wild. Gradually, as I listened more intently, I could hear footsteps nearing me.

I then heard a soft voice saying: “Good morning, young man, how are you this beautiful day?” Now, I am 45 years old Rarely does anyone call me “young man”.

I turned and saw her looking at my face and smiling. She had graying hair, and perhaps was a little older than me. I smiled and said: “I’m happy to meet you ma’am ”.

She laughed, and said: “Would you like company or would you prefer to be left alone?”

I replied: “Pleasant company in these beautiful woods is always appreciated”.

We walked together for a few minutes in silence.