Day Three Hundred Fifty-nine

Black Ice and Taking a Break from a Raucous Good Time

I woke early this Christmas morning and figured I should head out for a walk in the event that the day’s festivities would prevent me from walking later. It didn’t, but I’ll get to that in a bit.

Boy, is my neighborhood quiet on Christmas morning at 6:45! We had gotten a dusting of fresh snow overnight, and the only footprints that I saw were the squirrels’, the rabbits’, and mine. I saw a car drive by on a distant cross-street, but otherwise had the entire outdoors to myself.

I was really enjoying myself until I felt my feet go out from under me on some black ice and found myself sprawled on the sidewalk. Ouch!

I got up, brushed myself off, and continued my walk. By the time I got home though, I realized that my left wrist was awfully sore. I determined that it didn’t hurt enough to be broken and went on with my Christmas. (I got enough sympathy from my husband that he volunteered to peel potatoes for the side dish that I was bringing to my in-laws’ for dinner.)

Later in the afternoon, I went for another walk with my youngest son, who’s 14 and has autism spectrum disorder. We headed out in the woods behind my mother-in-law’s home. It was nice to take a break in the middle of a long visit that got a little loud for him. I’m glad we brought our boots along!

As for my wrist, I’ll keep monitoring it, but I think it’ll be okay. And to think that I had almost made it the whole year without a fall!

Day Three Hundred Fifty

Walking in Two Parts


I only had time for a short walk this afternoon, so I walked up to one of our town’s sculptures and got a snowy photo.

I had intended to head back out for a second walk while it was still daylight, but I didn’t quite make it.


I did go for a second walk later in the evening. This time, I headed off in another direction and got a picture of another town sculpture.

I like how the snow has gathered on the top of her face.

Two short, but good, walks!

Day Three Hundred Forty-two

IMG_2238Snow, but Alas, No Owls.

A week ago, we randomly picked a trail using the Google Maps bicycle overlay and ended up seeing two great horned owls and an American kestrel atop a streetlamp.

We went back to the same area today, shortly before dusk again, in hopes of seeing those owls. Unfortunately, we didn’t see any owls or kestrels, but did explore an additional trail along Hickory Creek and saw an old bridge to nowhere.

Franfort Square SnowI shouldn’t say the bridge led to nowhere, but it was blocked off on the opposite side, with plenty of private property signs posted. It made us curious about the history of the property and the bridge because so much of the area is new housing development.

Good walk, but I’m ready for some warmer weather to finish off my 2013 resolution!

Day Three Hundred Sixteen

Fall Bradford Pear Trees

While driving to yesterday’s walk, I noticed a pretty tree along the way. I couldn’t place what type of tree it was, but saw orange, burgundy, and green–all on one tree on a church’s property. It’s close enough to walk to from home, so I headed up there today to take some pictures and figure out what kind of tree it is.

All of the leaves below were on that one tree. It’s pretty, isn’t it?

Fall's Last ShowFunny thing is, I figured it out what kind of tree it is while I was walking home. I saw a newly planted one along the sidewalk that still had the nursery tag on it; it’s a Bradford pear. Learn something new every day . . .

I also snapped some pictures near the tree and love the colors. And yes, that’s snow on the ground. We had our first measurable snow last night. I’m afraid that winter’s on its way.

Fall's Last Show 2Good walking!

Day One Hundred Ninety


It was so hot and sticky all day that I only walked a couple of blocks this evening.  It got me thinking about extremes, and it was hard to picture being this warm while on some of those really cold walks back in January and February.

I must admit that I’ve really enjoyed the variety in the weather this year more than I have in the past.  Good ol’ resolution–again–getting me outdoors when I otherwise would have been firmly ensconced indoors.

“Experience life in all possible ways —
good-bad, bitter-sweet, dark-light,
summer-winter. Experience all the dualities.
Don’t be afraid of experience, because
the more experience you have, the more
mature you become.”
― Osho

Fifty years old, and I’m finally becoming more mature! Good day, good walk!

Day Fifty-nine

Hydrants and Meteorological Winter

The weather folks on television told me that today was the last day of meteorological winter.  Thank goodness.  As I was walking today in the slush and gray, I decided I am really ready for winter to end.

Since some of the sidewalks were still snow-covered, I took to the streets and snapped pictures of some of the hydrants I passed along the way.  I was surprised how many different styles I saw.

HydrantsHey, aren’t they supposed to be red?

Good day, good walk.

Day Twenty


Time of Walk:  12:15 PM

Temperature:  21° F (Felt like a very cold 16°)

Weather:  Mostly Cloudy and Windy

My husband and youngest son joined me in walking from about Mile 1.25 to Mile 2.0 (and back) on the Old Plank Road Trail (a bike and walking trail converted from a railway line).  I’ve been walking on this trail quite a bit this year and am trying to eventually cover the entire trail.  I had been both east and west of today’s section and was glad to take care of this missing piece.


Despite all of the layers, the hat, the neck gaiter, and double gloves (including the inner ones that I can use on my phone!), I got very cold walking today.  It brought back childhood memories of Michigan winters.  As a kid, I spent a lot of time outside, even in the winter.  I walked a ways to the school bus stop, we had three recesses a day in grade school, and as a family we had fairly regular sledding and ice skating outings.  Although I have never enjoyed the cold, the exercise and fresh air were, and still are, undoubtedly a good thing.

Good day, good walk.