Walking back from the Park today, it was sunny and bright, nothing like last Monday when suddenly a rogue rainfall caught me off guard. Yes, me … the always-prepared and former Brownie got soaking wet. There was none of that ugly weather this morning and it was a tad warmer as well.
Today, after visiting two different parks over the weekend, it was back to my favorite nature nook, a woodsy place plunked in the middle of the City, which draws me like a magnet nearly every day. It is somewhere where I know every twist or turn along the way and every nuance in the asphalt walking trail. I wonder just how many steps I’ve walked on the perimeter path since my first visit to Council Point Park on April 26, 2013? I enjoy interacting with the crowd, or the squirrels, and, though the geese may hiss and flap their wings at me sometimes, at least they don’t bolt like that gaggle of geese at Elizabeth Park yesterday. I told those fractious waterfowl that I was a Canuck, so just like “one of them” and they still took off.
Yup, Council Point Park is a venue that I’m comfortable with … like an old shoe – not too big, not too small, and, it’s a place where I am able to have a carefree walk, with my mind a blank canvas to take it all in. Just like we were comfortable and carefree 16 years ago today, when our lives suddenly turned upside down. Like you, I have always paused to remember that fateful morning which changed every one of our lives forever, even though most of us were not at any of the sites of such heartbreak and devastation, but instead were glued to our TV sets or radio as the horrible images of September 11, 2001 unfolded, leaving us sad and weary. Today, the media recapped some of the poignant human interest stories, sandwiched in between the images of the aftermath of Hurricane Irma. Sad days on so many levels.
I’ll leave you with this quote:
Life is fragile. We’re not guaranteed a tomorrow, so give it everything you’ve got. ~ Tim Cook, CEO of Apple