I never expected…
I never expected to miss the hills so much. I grew up on top of a hill, adjacent to other hills, overlooking still more hills. I ran and biked and played all over those hills. When I discovered the spaces between the hills, I became an explorer of hollows. An endless stretch of hill to hollow to hill kept me a very busy kid. At night, the sky would reach down to the hill top and take me to darker and more mysterious hills. Eventually my curiosity of what lay beyond the hills, took me away but I sleep better at night knowing the hills and hollows are still there, still full of wonder and strangeness, waiting for me.