Haley's Phenology Blog – Salmon Hole Park, Winooski

Growing up, I never wanted to be tucked away

I thought if I wasn’t the center of what I was in, I was nothing

I did not matter if my claims were as beautiful as a pink sunset reflecting off the lake, its colors melted into one beautiful chaos

If I was not the center, I was nothing.

Now I am met with a conflict- the place that I love, the place which occupies my center is tucked away

The salmon hold sits modestly in the hidden sights beyond the trees

It is not the center; not even close

And when I go there, I too am tucked away

My thoughts dissolved like the colors of the pink sunset over the water

And my worries become fluid as the river, drifting farther and farther downstream

I come from a mindset where the center is the only worthy relevance

I know now that is is ok

To be tucked away