Turns out, I missed the anniversary of this blog. First Post, April 2nd, 2010. Of course, I’ve been writing in a walking journal since 1995, about 16 years, which may explain why the occasion failed to register. Also, I’ve been sick, so not much has caught my attention of late, other than the distorted half-sounds crackling through my head, and as mentioned in the last post, the weasel shoved into my right ear.
In re-reading the first post, spring was much more advanced during the same period in 2010, which comes as no surprise. But, the air is warm, and the sun is out, and by next week, it will probably look the same. Just wetter.
A 50 minute walk after work today, through Kinsmen and Skunk Hollow. I keep hearing robins, but so far their red breasts have eluded me. Such a beautiful song they have, so distinctly robinesque. I should have taken a longer route today, but I just couldn’t wait to get home, dose myself with Sudafed, and lay flat. Half an hour later, I feel bit clearer, and I’m glad I walked. It’s the only thing keeping me sane. Ish.
Happy anniversary to this blog, and to Kevin for suggesting it. Walking in the woods is one of my greatest pleasures in life. And writing about it comes a close second.