Rollin’ Tumbleweeds
Tumbleweeds
rolling across the desert floor in search of fertile grounds… Tossing and
turning round and around in the scorching unforgiving hot desert sun.
To encircle the desert passing around all obstacles in it’s path. Strong desert winds pushing this thorny bush along it’s
path to reach its place in this complicated world.
Over and over it rolls with more intensity as the dry wind picks up more
speed. Momentum unsurpassed and
flowing with the direction of the wind. Sand
gusts reaching up to the clear blue desert sky as mini red dust devils whirl it
about in its path. Higher and
higher the tumbleweeds toss about like a child’s kite in the wind.
I tied a very large tumbleweed to our doorstep as a young child when we
lived in the Mojave Desert and felt sad when I noticed all the other tumbleweeds
free and flowing through the desert like children playing together.
They flowed ever so graceful across the lonely highway and deep into the
desert until they eventually disappeared. One
can only imagine the freedom those thorny weeds have tossing about on the dry
desert floor. It reminded me of
children dancing about without a care in the world.
Innocent and free to roam wherever the wind takes them on a journey
across the wide-open desert. I
always wondered if I tied a note to one where it would finally end up.
Tumbleweeds have an innocence of their own when you look at them but to
touch one is something I wouldn’t recommend.
They are very thorny all over and it is hard to get a hold of one without
coming in contact with one of their prickly thorns.
Nonetheless relentless as I was as a kid, I decided to catch one.
I ran through the desert after the biggest one I could find and luckily I
was able to bring one home. I tied
it to our doorstep post and when my parents came home, they could barely get
into the house through the front door without being stuck by it’s thorns.
I guess my parents were probably thinking that their daughter was a
little nutty for bringing this thing home but they were very understanding
nonetheless. I had a habit in the
past of bringing home horned desert toads and even fed a wild large desert
tortoise in our backyard lettuce on occasion when he came to visit.
I thank my parents for letting me keep my tumbleweed for a short time and
then they persuaded me to set it free. Which
I did and I watched it float off into the desert with the wind until it
disappeared out of sight. Where
that tumbleweed is now I can only imagine, but imagine with me if you will that
it is still free and full of life and on a constant voyage around the earth
trying to reach it’s final resting place.
We are all looking to find our way in life as well until we reach our
very own destiny. Remember to
appreciate life’s lessons along the way and see them as that, life’s
lessons. Don’t get discouraged
and give up, you are like the tumbleweed free to roam the world in search of
your very own destiny. Push forward around obstacles in your path and keep going!
Copyright 2001 By
Author Patti Tricoli
