On my walk today I saw deer tracks, dog and runner tracks, snowplowed
areas now covered and areas un plowed. I saw colors of gray, green, brown and
black transformed to new shades with the bright white and glowing gray
atmosphere. The cardinal and squirrel against this background their flurry of
action.
On my walk today I felt Jack Frost on my cheeks, warm
chilled tears, the slip of the path, crunch of the path, the wind-chill-fresh
and energizing.
On my walk today there was only cool neutral smells- fresh
and clean.
On my walk today I heard the peace, the sound of boot and
dog on the crisp snow- not really a crunch, not really a squeak- something in-between
that only happens when the temperature and snow fall is just so. I didn’t hear
the birds or the squirrels. I heard the cars swoosh by. I heard my breath and
Griffey’s puffs.
On my walk today my company was the right side of my brain
to capture my walk. Robert Frost
was with me and my hippocampus did its duty but let me remain in the moment of
beauty that all of my senses delivered. My life on Newark-Granville Road has
made all the difference.
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