The sky darkens and the wind increases rustling the leaves of the trees. The fragrance of Eucalyptus is in the air, and it feels biblical. As soon as I step under a canopy of trees, the sky opens up. I leap up under a tree and lean against the muddy wall of the trail and wait as God unleashes His power.
About the Author
Alda Petitti was born in Faial, Azores and moved to the United States at the age of eight with her parents and sister. She is a certified public accountant and a tax director with a national accounting firm. She is married to Ken, and they reside in Providence, RI. They have two daughters, Lauren and Margo.