Unlike last weekend, which was a total washout, this weekend has been perfect weather-wise, just like Spring is supposed to be. Yesterday and today I caught up on appointments and errands that got short-changed due to that abysmal weather.
This morning I got up earlier than usual as I wanted to go grocery shopping, followed by a walk at Council Point Park. I was conflicted: do I go to the Park in the early morning when it is the most peaceful, then fight the crowds later in the day at Meijer? I decided that grocery shopping had to take precedence on today’s agenda to avoid the crowd.
But first, I stole a glance out the front door to see if I could see the meteor showers which were predicted for just prior to dawn. Either they weren’t visible, or I was looking in the wrong place as I saw nothing.
I hustled around the grocery store, and after putting everything away, I finally headed out at 11:00 a.m. I drove to the Park since the car was still out and I had already put almost three miles on my pedometer. It was getting warm out and I soon realized, halfway through the first loop, I was way overdressed. I was tempted to go back and leave my sweatshirt cardigan in the car, but I was only here for one complete trip around the Park (two miles), then would head home, so I shrugged out of the cardigan and looped it around my waist.
Just like that last time when I visited the Park in “off-hours” (for me anyway) … it was a different experience. And, once again, I could have skipped toting along treats for my nutty buddies, as they were nowhere to be found. Did they hit up their other benefactors since I was not around when they were on the prowl for treats? I’ll try not to take it personally.
I finished up at the Park, which had many visitors, none whom I knew. I was happy to discover I had over 10,000 steps on the pedometer by the time I unclipped it from my waistband. I think that burst of heat wore me out, but I was happy to sit down here and take a load off my feet and right now I sure am feeling my age. Whew!
Thankfully, I’m not quite a fossil yet, but I do have a rock in my rock garden that looks like it might have a clear imprint of a fossil. For years I’ve fantasized that this rock pictured below contains a dinosaur’s baby toe that been embedded into this plain brown rock for a gazillion years. My boss brought it back from the family cottage in Georgian Bay, Ontario for my rock garden because he thought it was unusual looking. He found it in the water – so maybe it belonged to an ancient sea creature?
Just let your imagination run wild for a minute …
Speaking of old things, and since today is Earth Day, just for kicks, I just Googled to find out how old our Earth is. I wonder if I learned this in Science class all those years ago and forgot? Age is relative, and what’s another fifty or so years added to our Earth’s age anyway, because I had no idea that our Earth is 4.543 billion years old, did you?
I hope our Earth stays around another 4.543 billion years, and, if we give it some TLC, perhaps it will. I try to do my part, even though lately it seems I’m always fretting over my portion of the planet getting battered by space debris, pummeled by meteors and moved by earthquakes. Oh my!
I’ll leave you with this quote by The Bard:
“The earth has music for those that listen. And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.” -William Shakespeare
Happy Earth Day!
[Image of Earth and doves by Finemayer from Pixabay, Creative Commons]