These past few days, the bitter cold air and raging winds have caused my walk to be a little more expedient, and little less meandering … kind of just as the crow flies.
That is because it is easier to get those miles walked and under my belt without stopping to linger anywhere.
I figure those powerful winds we had yesterday may have even found the crows flying a little off kilter, despite their best efforts to stay on task.
I’m approaching 700 miles on this 2016 walking journey, and, with any luck, this week’s predicted rain … freezing or regular, won’t hamper my efforts to keep plodding along.
Perhaps with the wind at my back I’ll get to this walking goal faster? I sure hope so, as Winter weather lurks on the horizon.
A lot of the trees are still full of leaves – in the neighborhood the maples are a gorgeous yellow color, but most of the trees with red leaves are already bare. I see the fire bushes all ablaze in their crimson glory … all but mine, that is. The older those fire bushes get, it seems the more hum drum they become.
As we get through this holiday-shortened week, unlike the industrious souls out there preparing the feast, or looking for bigtime bargains, my needs are simple … a little R&R and W … “W” being walking time of course!