Chicken Little.

03-25-16 GOOD FRIDAY

I hustled out of the house early, shutting the door and simultaneously stealing a quick glance at the sky which looked a little ominous, but I was determined to get a long walk in on this Good Friday morning.

My boss was already headed to Chi-Town and I was headed to River Town, er … the Rivers Edge Marina in Ecorse, where I could catch a glimpse of the Detroit River and very soon a freighter or two if I’m lucky. Today the Soo Locks opened for the shipping season, thus the freighter traffic begins – this is always a sure sign that warmer weather is here to stay.

Since the morning sky was especially gloomy and dismal looking, I went back downstairs and grabbed my golf umbrella off the hall tree … just in case. But I could not imagine that there was any more liquid left up in those brooding clouds after the torrential rain we got here Thursday – nearby Metro Airport logged 1.49 inches yesterday.

I saw a few fat robins wearing surly frowns; they no doubt grabbed more than their fair share of worms yesterday during all that rain and had planned on a big worm fest this morning. Well, Mother Nature disappointed those red-breasted birds, as the cold weather had those worms slithering off the concrete, through the saturated grass blades and back to their burrows for a few more days ‘til it warms up again.  When I set out it was only 28 degrees and the wind chill made the air temps half of that.  I mused that I must look a little silly bundled up in a down coat with wool accessories and carrying a big umbrella, but those dark gray clouds were hanging so low.  In fact, it seemed like I could take the tip of my umbrella and poke them back into place.

This morning’s skyscape with its low and darkish clouds had me thinking of the children’s folk tale and the alarmist named “Chicken Little” who thought the sky was falling after an acorn fell down on his head. Well, I didn’t have any nuts landing on my head, but I’ll tell you that the sky was sure very scary looking.

The neighborhood was quiet along my route and I suspect many schools and workplaces were closed for the holiday because there were no noises, save for the incessant drilling into the trees by many woodpeckers. We have so many in our own neighborhood, and especially in Wyandotte since they have so many trees.  I hear them every morning when I’m out walking.  Well, those woodpeckers were persistent little buggers and they never let up on the poor trees as their noisy rat-a-tat-tat pecking stirred the silence of the morning, so much so, that on this holiest day on the Christian calendar, those woodpeckers were doing their very best to make it a “holey” day as well.

I wended my way down Emmons Boulevard from Lincoln Park to Wyandotte, crossed the tracks and headed to the marina in Ecorse. It’s really not very picturesque there right now; in fact everything looked a little blah and dull – even the ducks seemed rather drab looking as they paddled around the tiny harbor, so I kept my camera tucked away and my warm gloves on.

When I finally made it home, I declared myself one lucky chick, that I didn’t get rained on and was able to tack another four miles to my walking miles tally for 2016.

I know you’ll smile over the picture that graces today’s blog post; it was created by my childhood artist friend Maggie Rust, who entitled it “Happy Easter 2016”.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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2 Responses to Chicken Little.

  1. Marge Aubin says:

    I like your “Happy Easter 2016”. She does good work. The woodpeckers are plentiful this year. They are rat-ta-tat all over the neighborhood. Hope you enjoyed your walk.

    • lindasschaub says:

      I really liked this picture too Marge. I sent the post to Maggie so she could see it. She’s been very busy painting this year. I had planned to use it for Easter Sunday, but thought I’d use it today instead and call this post “Chicken Little” …. it is a little chicken after all! There seems to be an abundance of woodpeckers this year – everywhere I go and boy are they loud, especially when there are not alot of cars or activity in the morning, like weekends or since today was a holiday. Are you still seeing the Downy Woodpecker at your suet feeder?

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