Hidden Paths

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We were up in northern Germany over the weekend, near the Elbe River. The river sees major shipping traffic, massive container ships chug in and out all day long, but I caught a quiet and oddly empty morning. Ships don’t work on Sunday, perhaps?

Elbe River Photo: PK Read

Elbe River
Photo: PK Read

I was on an early morning run, which was soft and quiet because the ground was so padded with fallen leaves. This included the hidden path itself, which wasn’t easy to find.

Forest path with paths hidden by autumn leaves. Photo: PK Read

Forest path with paths hidden by autumn leaves.
Photo: PK Read

I found an idle lighthouse. Or maybe it was working, but I couldn’t see the light.

Elbe lighthouse. Photo: PK Read

Elbe lighthouse.
Photo: PK Read

A fork in the road took me up a road of pastures, gardens, and horse meadows.

A fork in the path. Photo: PK Read

A fork in the path.
Photo: PK Read

Until I ran past this odd menagerie out in a field.

A tree trunk on a pedestal with a carved wood hand and a cross. Photo: PK Read

A tree trunk on a pedestal with a carved wood hand and a cross.
Photo: PK Read

Giant forest striders Photo: PK Read

Giant forest striders
Photo: PK Read

Full size stag, plastic, with a cross. Photo: PK Read

Full size stag, plastic, with a cross.
Photo: PK Read

It turned out the collection belonged to a Pferdespital, a horse hospital.

There were many other pieces, but the collection made no more or less sense than those above. Trunks with hands, carousing wood giants, crowned stags. For me, it was a path of hidden symbols, a lighthouse of meaning that shines a light I can’t see.

But the sun had come out, a rare enough occurrence on the grey banks of the Elbe, so I ran on.

 

 

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