Today's weather was a gift. Twenty two hikers took advantage of that gift and gathered to walk through the Deviney ancestral farms and on to the tiny village of Vernonville. We were fortunate to have a current Deviney descendant, Barb Harnden join us along the way.
I have to say.... these hikers are such a lovely bunch of folks. It makes me smile to be with them.
Daffodils already.
Barb and her cousin, our president Jay, regaled us with interesting stories about their ancestors and neighbourhood folks, including one who went on to earn the Victoria Cross in WW1.
Old acquaintances were renewed and new acquaintances were made.
This post is brought to you by my favourite quote of the day, "Now I can tell Bill that I went to church this morning."
You can just tell by these folks' expressions that they are imagining what life was like when this church was built.
Back at the farm, the hikers were introduced to Al Harnden and his whimsical woodworking projects. More new connections were made.
And, again.... the best kind of hike..... downhill all the way to the car.
We may put this hike in regular rotation.
IF Barb & Al will have us again.
I love the ordinariness of a Sunday Hike. It is powerful. It feels like a hero to me.
“Heroes didn't leap tall buildings or stop bullets with an outstretched hand;
they didn't wear boots and capes.
They bled,
and they bruised,
and their superpowers were as simple as listening,
or loving.
Heroes were ordinary people who knew that even if their own lives were impossibly knotted,
they could untangle someone else's.
And maybe that one act could lead someone to rescue you right back.”
Jodi Picoult, Second Glance
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