I was working on my computer yesterday afternoon when Bob stuck his head in the office door and announced, “I’m going for a walk.”
“Where are you going?”
“To the end of the street.”
Curious at the lack of a definite destination, I asked, “You’re not walking to the park are you?”
“Maybe. I’ll see how I feel.”
Now the park entrance is about a mile from home. Not a long walk, but the longest he has taken since his surgery. So I replied, “Let me know how you feel when you reach Reeves Road please.”
You can’t keep a good man down, and Bob definitely fits that category, so I was not surprised when he called a little while later to say he was heading down the hill to visit with his friends at the fire pit.
Wrapping up my work on the computer (a little sooner than I had planned), I grabbed my camera and car keys and headed to the park where I met Bob at the fire pit. After I took a few more pictures, we walked through the woods to the Rural Road picnic shelter where I had parked the car and headed for home.
Fun on the river
An 8 month old lab playing catch
His owners were trying to wear him out. Good luck with that!
Queen Anne’s lace along the trail
It was a good day for both of us, and definitely more than a few steps forward. I’m not sure how Gulliver would have felt if he knew we were taking a trail walk without him, but he is a senior canine now. Trail walks through the woods are not his favorite pastime these days. For now he’s happy to roll and relax in the grass in our front yard.
That’s it for today’s trail walk.
Thanks for coming along. ~Trail Walker
Does this doe look determined? I spotted her walking toward me as we exited our car to begin a short trail walk, and I thought she looked pretty determined as she headed our way. Nothing was going to stop her as she made her way down the trail. When she realized we were close by, she simply veered around us and kept on moving.
That’s the kind of determination I need as Bob and I resume our trail walks in the park, so I am hoping to emulate her attitude every time we hit the trail.
On this particular afternoon, we weren’t planning to take a long walk because it was a misty, muggy, uncomfortable summer day, but we went far enough for me to get these pictures to kick off my summer trail walking gallery.
He found a peanut…
and enjoyed the unexpected treat.
Another photographer pointed out this brown thrasher to me.
Pretty, but not posing in the best spot.
Queen Anne’s lace (I think)
Reaching the fire pit, Bob sat for a little while to talk with some friends, while I took more pictures. Mercifully there was no fire burning today.
That’s it for today’s heart-healthy trail walk. We didn’t add any great distance on the pedometer, but it’s a start…and we have to start somewhere. Hopefully, by summer’s end, we will measure our distance in miles instead of yards because we are determined to live a heart-healthy lifestyle, and trail walking is one of the key factors in that lifestyle.
Thanks for coming along on today’s trail walk!
See you soon. ~Trail Walker
…fortunately there’s no law that says I can’t enjoy his flowers. That is what I was doing today while Bob helped Alison adjust the new gate she designed and constructed to keep the Mabel and Cooper from dashing down the driveway, barking at people that walk past the house.
When I was a girl, my mother would try to encourage me to take an interest in the flowers she loved. As winter waned and warmer temperatures hinted at the coming of spring, she would pour over the seed catalogs that came in the mail. When spring finally arrived and the ground was warm enough for planting, she spent hours digging in the dirt, planting, transplanting, and weeding, and we always had vases of cut flowers in the house. Mother loved her flower gardens. Unfortunately the proverbial green thumb passed me by, but thank goodness I can occasionally sneak into Mike’s amazing garden and take a few pictures. Although I may not enjoy the process of growing flowers, I do enjoy the process of taking pictures of them to hang on my walls and post on my blog. When fall gives way to winter and the flowers of summer slowly fade and die, I miss the color. Gray is the predominant color of winter, and it just doesn’t bring me much joy.
While I wandered around Mike’s garden with my camera, the work on the gate continued with the help of Mabel and Cooper…
Before long, the job was finished, and we headed home where I was greeted by a surprise; a colorful butterfly had discovered our new swamp milkweed plants. That’s color that doesn’t require digging , planting, and weeding…my kind of color!
Summer time! The best time of the year for street fairs, art festivals, outdoor markets, and caramel corn.
Recently I was given the opportunity to spend all day Saturday at our local arts festival as a volunteer photographer. I had a great time. Those pictures, some of them, are what I want to share in this blog post. I hope you see images here that remind you of your own summer days filled with similar activities.
And then there’s the food. There’s nothing better than a gigantic bag of caramel corn, licking an ice cream cone on a hot day, or feasting on a plate filled with barbecue.
Are you hungry yet? Thanks for visiting the arts fest with me today.
Another sudden change in the weather has brought on a day that is sunny, hot, and MUGGY! I like it all but the muggy part, but it is what it is, and I’m not complaining. A walk in the park around mid-day captured several photos that made me happy.
First, a red admiral butterfly. They are far from rare, in fact this spring we seem to be overrun with them, but he posed for me on the greenery, so there you are!
Second in the series is a palm warbler. Although I am no expert on migratory birds, it was identified by another photographer I met in the park. The quality of the image isn’t what makes me happy. It’s not the best. What makes me happy is that I spotted and captured a reasonably good picture of a warbler. They are such flighty little things (pun intended of course).
I’ve always called the little purple flowers violets (below), but they may have another name. I liked the way it was “posing”, nestled against the decaying log. The colors caught my eye.
The redwing blackbird is very common in these parts, but even though they are all over the place, calling out and flashing their red and yellow wing bars, it is not all that easy to capture a good photo of one…for me at least…and this is my second this week.
The last bird is a wading bird, but I don’t know what it is. When I have a few minutes, I will look it up, but that won’t be today. If anyone knows, please leave a comment about it. I captured two good shots of him and one of them will be my “blip” for today.
That’s my gallery for today. Thanks for stopping by my park in northeast Ohio when the annual migration seems to be in full spring. Maybe I will capture more warblers in the next week or so. Spring is an exciting time to go photo walking.