Buggy, muggy, soggy and foggy.


Well, those were the conditions as I set out on my walk this morning.  It sure wasn’t too inviting, but rain wasn’t present, nor was it in the forecast, so off I went.  Besides, who wants to complain about our weather when you hear what is going on elsewhere in the world.  Between the hurricanes and the earthquake, I guess we can endure a little sogginess and fogginess in our lives.

The sidewalks were wet as I wended my way to Council Point Park, and I don’t know if that was from the rain yesterday, or the extreme dew.  The grass was sopping wet.  Each tree seemed saturated with moisture and shed droplets from their leaves when I walked underneath.  Occasionally, a big fat splat dropped onto my arm.  The humidity brought out the mosquitoes as well, and they were all abuzz, looking for a warm body to land on – miraculously I remained unscathed by any bug bites.

I wanted to make myself visible in this misty morn.  A few years ago, after finishing up negotiations for a new contract with a local union, my boss and I were presented with some union swag – not just pocket protectors and pens, or a few buttons, but tee-shirts emblazoned with their union logo on them.  So, on this very misty morning, I wore my Cement Masons Local #514 neon-yellow tee-shirt, and, when paired with black pants, I must have looked like a giant highlighter.  That’s okay because that way, the drivers can see me walking down the street in the mist, plus my shirt lights up like a beacon for the Park squirrels to find me.  After all, those furry critters should be mindful it is almost Autumn and they should be gathering peanuts to tuck away for the long Winter ahead.

The Park in the mist holds a little mystique, because, even if you detest spiders as much as I do, you can’t help but admire their intricate handiwork which was accentuated by the dew drops.   I marveled at those webs, as long as some hidden strands didn’t drop down out of nowhere and plaster their stickiness across my face.

In low-lying places throughout the Park, the geese seemed to be walking on dry ice as a fine mist was swirling around at ground level.  It was eerie indeed.

The leaves are really beginning to litter the walking path, especially those pesky locust trees with their fine yellow leaves scattered about.  And leaves are dotting  the surface of the Ecorse Creek, right next to the pond lilies which still have the occasional blooms.

It may have been buggy, muggy, soggy and foggy, but it wasn’t froggy.  I’m still waiting to find a frog sitting on a lily pad.  Perhaps the Ecorse Creek frogs are finding serenity practicing yoga, as is suggested in this garden stepping stone.

About Linda Schaub

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, so 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 four 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, though 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. - Linda Schaub
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2 Responses to Buggy, muggy, soggy and foggy.

  1. Ann Marie stevens says:

    Miss Linda………………………maybe the “froggies were too groggy……………….not to be there……………….it truly was “buggy and muggy” this morning………..when we went for our morning walks


  2. lindasschaub says:

    Ann Marie – I like that – “groggy” frogs – they were groggy from the foggy conditions. I’ve looked all Summer for them – did you notice how many lily pads were on the surface of the Creek water when we were there? I’ve seen no frogs sitting on those lily pads. Still didn’t see the raccoon either. I was thinking about you and Steven fishing in the misty/foggy morning yesterday, probably foggier near the water. Did the fish bite better when its foggy or misty? It was not as bad as last Sunday – that was really foggy out and then cleared up within an hour after I got to Meijer. Looked out the window as I passed the produce section – sun was pouring in … fog was all gone.


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