This is Deputy Digby Pancake.  One day, you wake up and you know…you just know…you are going to feel good.  Real good.  You want to start walking and keep on walking.

And because those days sometimes are spaced out for me lately, the days I feel good, I really feel good.  And one of those days was yesterday.  Sometimes, they say it is hard to see the forest thru the trees.  But not if you stand in the middle of that forest and just take it all in.

Some things awaken your soul like a cup of mud.  You know, what persons call that coffee stuff.  But some things awaken your soul just by looking at them.  Just by breathing them in.  Just by acknowledging they are there.

Some persons see trees for their beauty and their stillness and their life.  Some persons just see them as obstacles in their way.  I am a dog, but I can see that they all are different.  Do you?

I see their value.  And no, not just the trees that make maple syrup.  But the trees that make my forest.  Yes, my forest.  I love the forest.

We all know that Brickle’s happy place is at the water and the beach.  And as we make our way to the mountains for me, the persons thought that this would be a good place to stop for a week to catch our breath in New Bern, North Carolina.

We’ll be exploring the area, but first, we wanted to find our peace in the forest.  It was calling us.  Does it call you? It tells you to walk right in. Do you go when it calls?

Sometimes, you just need the forest.  Even more than that cup of mud.  And I even think that the forest needs you.  No, not to protect it.  Although you should do that.  But the forest needs you to feel its life.  Because if no one ever appreciated it, who would hear that one tree fall?  We all need to be noticed. And we need to notice others.  Seeing what is in front of us while seeing who we are takes effort.  But you have to start walking to get to that point. But once you do, and everyone is on the same rhythm, it’s like everything in your day makes perfect sense.

So may the forest be with you. May you see the forest.  May you feel the forest.  May you simply acknowledge the forest.

Some days, I wonder how we got here to this point, but then I don’t really care.  Because each day is going to be special.  Life is not about what you have, it’s about who or what is in your day.  The days can be different.  And for me and Brickle, that is what we love. One day we can learn about the ocean. One day we can learn about the forest.  And every day, we can learn about ourselves.  They teach us.  Now. I wish they would teach me how to make my own pancakes.

-Deputy Digby Pancake

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