An Odd Pastime

[Wallfire]

Perhaps we can never know how much our foot steps will affect the time to come. Its something I often think about wile im walking in nature. Perhaps its the need in each of us to be a little immortal, to reach out past our death in the hope someone will remember. It is a true sadness to look back and watch you food steps slowly disappear knowing no one will ever see them.
So your pastime is not so odd