The rare times I miss my morning walk I say to myself that I'll just walk later in the day but somehow never get around to it. But today I did go for that afternoon walk. Ken was washing the truck so I thought that would be a good time to go.
It was a beautiful fall day - sunny with a breeze that made the leaves fall down all around me. I love the sound of the rustling leaves as I walk through them.
I walked along a few of the paths. Don't know how far I walked because I forgot to look at my pedometer before I left, but I probably walked about five miles.
Here are some of the pictures I took along the way.
Though it was nice to be out walking this afternoon it is still not the same as my morning walk. There is just something about walking in the morning for me.
I'm already looking forward to walking around the lake in the morning.
Enjoy the rest of your Sunday.
Peace be to you, fear not.