How could it be a joy to tread this ground where every rock is hard and overgrown with the mossy green decay? This earth, with mud and stones, must surely be an error as the place to walk my walk. But I start walking, nonetheless. 1 of 11 Click here for shortcuts Gallery Home Page "Walking the Wooden Way" Home Page This earth is an error A sense of safety Climbing the wooden way Attending school My new career Downsizing Questioning the wooden trail Playing the game Reaching the top Heart attack A new vision