Gray on the Wall

We have begun to wonder about Gray's daily (and nightly) exploits when he isn't lounging on the porch or under a shady bush.  This morning we can share proof of what we suspected he might be doing:  bounding up the western wall and peering into the farm-like property below.  We have heard a rooster crowing in the morning and the cluck of chickens from time to time, along with the occasional music from a flute and banjo.  But, beyond the wall, is another world for us and, apparently for Gray.  He makes the wall leap with a sprint across our road (we gasp--what about traffic that goes in and out of here with a sometimes speedy pace?) and either a) up the mesquite tree that is adjacent to the wall or b) up the wall itself.  Either way, he doesn't hesitate, and once there, he takes his time to walk along the edge and decide where to land.

I will carry these images with me into the day--thinking about walls I can leap across and the exciting land beyond.  Can you imagine such an escapade in your life?  What one action could you take today to start your sprint?