6 posts tagged “walk”

I wish the kayak rental was still open for this unseasonable warmth; I went for a walk instead and the river was sparkling. A dozen swans were floating near the boat docks, their beaks tucked under their wings so they looked more like melting ice caps.

Kelly got a Rambaldi artifact for Christmas. The item's supposed function is as a wine bottle server, so, as part of a place setting, you set your bottle of wine on the eye, I mean, the circle. It's sitting on top of one of our wine shelves now, and, though it's quite pretty, I can't help being a little afraid of it.

I'm listening to Carmen, which is lending a very dramatic air to my Christmas list-making. I'm not very good at Christmas shopping in any consistent manner - I'll start shopping now and buy one gift here and one gift there, all the way until the drive up to visit my family on Christmas Eve, and still somehow not manage to procure the specific, special thing I needed. So this year, I'm trying to prepare a list in advance, so I know what I need at what store. Carmen is making me want to charge out right now and just get everything done today, though, so we'll just have to see if reason or Bizet wins out.

The missing camera cord has been located! It was hiding out in a guest bedroom in New York, and a very kind relative bundled it up in a ziplock snack bag and sent it back my way. To start off the attack on the backlog of pictures, here are some from my walk down by the river on Thursday, whose Indian Summer spirit cranked things up to 65 degrees. After a solid day of rain, and a week previous of frost on the car at night, Thursday was luxury, with a perfectly clear sky, brown and yellow leaves all over the roads, the ground still wet with patches of dark mud, and even the puddles were sparkling.

The path by the river is generally a wildlife rich area (where wildlife equals squirrels, chipmunks, geese, ducks, and the occasional heron) and lately, the squirrel activity has been taking over the wild animal sightings, as well as creating the need to cover your head from occasional projectile acorns. On Thursday, though, everyone was out in force.
There's one point where the path comes up out of the wooded area and follows the road. Around one of the curves, there's a spot where the road looks like it could lead anywhere. The sun shines through the bare branches of the trees and there's a movie-perfect stone wall and I always stop there and just watch the cars and the bikers zoom by and wonder if I'd end up someplace completely new if I took that way at just the right time.