I was up at the old family home today and went for a walk with my oldest daughter and the dogs. We started off along the old vehicle track that goes up around the small dam and above the back of the house. Or rather we started along this track, before branching off onto a newer extension, just above the dam, that took us to the top of the hill. We then walked along and across the top of the hill before crossing a small gully and coming back along the private road.
This convergence of tracks today got me to thinking of the tracks that each one of us leaves behind. Whether they be visible or invisible.
Will the track or trails we leave behind us be of the kind that although never used now, still leaves a deep, dangerous and ugly scar on the country side?
Or will our tracks be like the Kangaroos, distinct now, but easily erasable when we have moved on?
Or will they be like the original track, a permanent trail for others to follow, even if they have to adapt it for future usages not original envisaged by us.