The vulnerability of slow

From My Corner of the World

As long as the temperature is above 20 degrees, my littles and I take a walk through the woods every morning. The youngest of our 7 (Charlotte) putzes through our half-mile loop well behind us. She’d spend all day working her way through that half-mile if we let her — never fearful that we’ll leave her behind, meandering through brush and thorns, fearle…