Here, I See You

The story of a moment with a woodpecker, and God

I knew I was cutting it close. The woods grew dim and the trees swayed in a strong spring wind.

But I wanted to see it—the trail I’d cut in.

A two-and-a-half-mile singletrack greenway stretches the contours of our neighbourhood and into the woods and dumps hikers, bikers, and equestrians out in a gravel parking lot.

We like to keep the section behind ou…