I ran into my friend, Jason, the other day. He was just getting back from a 12 mile hike up the Immonen with his furry friends that day…
Jason, heads up the Immonen to visit with his pal Nettie Newt sometimes. They are friends who share food for the soul…
After a long hike through the rain forest, Jason almost stepped on Newt. She was sitting on a wet log waiting for Jason whistling his favorite tunes.
Jason told me he was worried about Nettie last time he visited with her. She was missing one leg. But Newt’s grow back their limbs they say…
Nettie is a rough-skinned little Newt with many costumes to suit her environment. When it is cold Nettie likes to wear a special costume just for her pal, Jason… And to keep warm too…
“I knew I liked her because she was bumpy, Jason mused. “I too wear costumes and always feel imperfect just like Nettie Newt,” he further mused with a grin…
“I know better, but that is the reality. I am colorful and bumpy like Nettie.” And, pretty to some and gross to others,” Jason whispers to Nettie Newt as they shared food for the soul…
I wish to be Nettie Newt because otherwise, I am perpetually imperfect in this world. It is easy to admire the costume of another and be dissatisfied with your own,” Jason mused again….
Jason and Nettie Newt care more about others that’s why. He and Newt feel each other’s souls…
Nettie loves Jason’s calm whistling as he approaches on the logging road on a cold winter day. Exploring with his furry friends on a rainy day up the Immonen is where Nettie Newt can be found…
“Nettie is lethargic like me on cold and rainy days in the rain forest. We both would have been friskier on a warmer day and perhaps sought shade,” Jason mused again…
So, I bid farewell to my old friend, Jason. I always learn new mysteries of life in the wild from my pal when he returns from a long hike up the Immonen with his furry friends…
