It’s anybody’s guess what happened to yesterday’s mild weather.  It was short-lived; here for a day, and now it is gone again, although we are promised temps of nearly 60 degrees on Tuesday – only Tuesday.

Once again I piled on the layers and bundled up against the blustery weather to head down to Council Point Park, where, once again, just a handful of the regular walkers were present and accounted for.  This morning there were only four of us walking on the perimeter path.  Even though the temperature was 29 degrees when I “suited up” to go, the sun was shining brightly, and that made all the difference in the world.  As long as the snow and ice stay away, I am totally fine with this cold weather, despite my grumbling about it.

I took the car for a spin and drove it right to the Park.  Just like the other day, I planned to walk, then mosey over to Pagel Avenue before heading home to see if my squirrel returned to “his tree” since I didn’t see him when I walked on Pagel Avenue yesterday.  I figured he had just stayed at the Park for good.

So today, at the conclusion of all my trips around the perimeter path, I was going to go just a few more blocks to hunt out my furry friend.  But, I didn’t need to bother, as guess who was waiting for me, sitting right next to the driver’s side door?  This is where he found me the other day, when unbeknownst to me, he had followed me from Pagel Avenue when I went looking for him.  So, I said “how long were you waiting here for me?” as I quickly poured out some peanuts on the ground next to my shoe.  I obviously forgot that squirrels don’t tell time, and, of course, once I gave him the peanuts, he quickly gobbled a couple down, then took two between his front teeth “to go” … guess I’ll never know where he came from or just how patient that little guy was.

I languished there a few minutes longer, partly to see if my peanut pal would return so I could spoil him a bit more, and I was also enjoying the sun on my face.  Finally, I fished out my keys and left.  I was not in a hurry to come home and deal with the massive carpet of leaves on my lawn, and, like before, none of them were exclusively my leaves.  Grrr.  My only tree, an ornamental maple, has yet to turn red, nor drop a single leaf.

Our Thanksgiving holiday is over much too fast and no matter what you did, hopefully you were surrounded by those people who make you happy.

I’m sorry to see the holiday come to a close – I walked 24 miles over the past four days, bringing my total to 925 miles walked in 2017.

[Image entitled “Thanksgiving – Time For Reflection”; a painting of Autumn leaves by Nancy1730 from Pixabay]