We wanted to go inside the wraiths. Ming hesitated, but other tourists did not. Ming was afraid the wood would break beneath his feet.
We walked the labyrinth. Felt great. It’s simple spiral style.
There were no offerings at the center. I wanted to leave a candy but thought it might be considered litter. Almost left a Starburst from my emergency candy bag, but stopped myself. “I guess that’s not the custom here,” I said.
I remember the first time I ever walked a labyrinth with Ming, eight and a half years ago, at the Goddess Temple. That was sacred. He brought me good things, and brings me good things even now.
This mosaic is part of an art bench. There was a sign that said “sit gently” which is an idea I like a lot.
The sky will always be my darling. Clouds are so dear to me, my best best friends. The Goldwell open air museum sculptures are there, intentional, with effort. Clouds are free, in every way. No borders.