Frozen Friday.

12-08-17

It was a day tailor-made for Frosty the Snowman … in fact, just like Frosty, I felt like I might melt away once I stepped into the warm house.

But, despite the morning’s bone-chilling temperature, it was dry and without snow, so I was lucky to tack on five more miles toward my ultimate goal.

I took the car for a spin due to the cold, so I arrived earlier than usual at Council Point Park.  There were no walkers around … no cars in the parking lot, not a single soul on the perimeter path.  So, it was just me and my thoughts, and, oh yes … about a dozen squirrels.

My furry friends came running over to me as soon as I neared the pavilion area like we were long-lost fiends.  I said “guys, it’s only been one day … what will you do when snows covers the path and Linda disappears for a while?”

But, whether they love me for myself, or just the two Ziploc bags of peanuts that they spied poking out each pocket of my puffy parka, they surrounded me in a heartbeat as they waited for treats.  Who could resist all that adoration?

The asphalt path was outlined in snow on both loops, and likewise, the water’s edge of the Ecorse Creek still had minute traces of snow from yesterday’s flurries.  In some places, a thin coating of ice had formed on the Creek surface, but in other places, the mallards paddled along freely and there was no ice.

It sure was blustery, despite all the precautions I’d taken by adding multiple layers, but, after all the air temperature was 19 and the wind chill was in the single digits when I left the house.

There had been a horrible apartment fire about a mile away and the flames were finally doused at 7:00 a.m.  I’d seen photos of the raging fire online before I left on my walk and figured the air would still be filled with a choking smoky smell, but it was perfectly fine.

After my five-mile trek, as I was walking back to my car, I recognized a couple of cars whose drivers were regular walkers – they were just pulling into the lot.  Then I saw Parker, who appeared out of nowhere (beneath the car perhaps?), so I turned the Ziploc bag inside out and he got the rest of the peanuts, all spread out at his feet, like he was a little prince.  It was quite the booty, and those peanuts were paired with his benefactor’s advice, mumbled through frozen lips, to “be smart little buddy and squirrel some away because the snow is on the way.”

[Image is a painting entitled “Wish Upon a Star” by Cheryl Lynn Miller]

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 Frozen Friday.

  1. Ann Marie stevens says:

    Miss Linda…………………..your little Parker friend makes me smile…………………………..brrr you had a very cold brisk walk this morning………..not me!

    • lindasschaub says:

      He is a cutie Ann Marie – I worry about him hiding under the car – I think he now lives in the Park full time and not on Pagel Avenue, but I now see him in the parking lot more and more, and, there he was as I approached the car and was in my regular spot, so he has to run clear across the parking lot to get there … I just worry he will be under there and I won’t see him. It was mighty cold Friday morning and I felt like an icicle by the time I got home, even with the car seat warmers and the heat going full blast.

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