Walking is the perfect way of moving if you want to see into the life of things. It is the one way of freedom. If you go to a place on anything but your own feet you are taken there too fast, and miss a thousand delicate joys that were waiting for you by the wayside. Elizabeth von Arnim

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Saturday, October 30, 2010

Morning walk and memories

 Sunrise 7:33
Sunset 6:09
Ken left for the train show early this morning and just a few minutes later I left for my morning walk.  Nice to get back to walking in the morning.  Just something about the morning that is the best time for me.  Sets me up for the rest of the day. :-)  I walked mostly on the streets today - the picture is one I went down.  Walking along I smelled some good smells coming from some of the houses.  Breakfast was being made and I could smell bacon, French toast and something baking. Made me hungry and I had pancake for my own breakfast when I got home.  I was on a couple of paths too and as I walked around one bend on the path I came face to face with a couple of deer.  I stopped in my tracks, we stared at each other for a second and they took off in the woods.  Really cool being so close to them if only for a second.

Very few people out walking.  I saw a man raking, not blowing, leaves.  He did mention though that he normally would be using the blower but it was too early for that.

Quite chilly out there this morning and I had to wear a few layers and put the hood of my sweatshirt up, but there was no wind so that was nice.  The weatherman said that in a few places there was frost but I didn't see any around where I was. 

Yesterday I mentioned that I don't mind walking in the morning dark, but didn't like walking in the evening dark.  This morning the reason why came to mind.  In the morning I know it's only dark for a while and that the sun is on its way up.  In the evening it is just going to get dark and stay dark. 

Just before coming home I walked pasted the liquor store and I found some coins again.  This time two nickles and six pennies!
My walk today was 7 miles.
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I did my morning routine and then out and about to do a few errands.  Once back home I had a piece of left over pizza for lunch.
This afternoon I've been knitting on a pair of new wooden needles I bought earlier.  I'm taking a break now and then I'll go back to knitting.  If time permits I'll read too.

Ken should be getting home from the train show about 6 or so and then we will go out to eat.  I'm thinking the Cheesecake Factory sounds good.  I wonder how long we'll have to wait for a table.  
No ice cream in the house the last few days so we will also be going to Weis to get some more.  Lately my favorite has been vanilla chocolate swirl.  Its so nice and creamy.  

I've been thinking about my father a lot lately.  I was really lucky to have him for my dad.  I was an only child and me and my dad had many good and happy times together.  When I was a little girl and he went out I was usually right there with him.  It didn't matter where we were going I always liked to be with him, riding in his truck.  He loved to drive and we went on many rides together.  He would stop if we came upon a park with swings and let me play on them a while.  Many times we would stop and have an ice cream cone.  His favorite was always vanilla and I would get chocolate.  Maybe that's why I like ice cream so much! :-)  I'm sure this won't come as a surprise to you but me and my dad used to go on walks together too.  I thank my Daddy for giving me so many happy memories. 
I hope you all make a few happy memories today!
Happyone :-)
Memory is a child walking along a seashore.  
You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up 
and store away among its treasured things.
~ Pierce Harris

10 comments:

Red Roof Farm said...

I'm envious that you have time to do your walks. Good for you!!!

Vee said...

These childhood things do tend to define us and set the patterns. Interesting. And if I once knew that you were an only child, I had forgotten. Was your mother an only child, too? Your father? My mother is the only of an only. What do you think of the new term for Chinese onlies? "Little Emperors" I only ask because my mother and I have often had the discussion about being spoiled. She certainly doesn't think that she was nor does she think that her mother was spoiled. I think my grandmother was spoiled, but I don't think that my mother was spoiled. Goodness. The conversations I get into over here. Have you tried Suzanne's new fresh apple caramel sundae with Spanish peanuts yet? I've got the fixin's for supper.

Auntie sezzzzzz... said...

Cherish your wonderful memories, my Dear. Not everyone is lucky enough, to have them.

Gentle hugs...

Barb said...

There is still that child inside who remembers how it felt to be so loved. You were lucky and so was I. I see that fall is further along for you there in MD, but the foliage is still beautiful. PS As I read to catch up on your posts, I came upon the chocolate chip banana bread - yummy!

KathyA said...

Glad that you have such great memories of your dad.
We were going to go to the train show, but decided to wait until the November one at Turf Valley.
R just left to pick up our dinner at Cheesecake Factory. Maybe he'll see you there!!!

Goosey said...

Thank you for noticing that I have been a bit quiet on the blogging front lately, I am fine and all is well,I have just been very busy working towards another charity craft sale that I am doing with a friend on Nov 20th and I was using alot of time up playing on the computor! I do intend to get something on the blogs this week so lookout! I hope you are well to xx

Happy@Home said...

Your dad sounds like a kind and loving man. I think the memories you have shared of your special times together are so sweet. I imagine you often think of him as you are walking or enjoying your ice cream.

George said...

It's good to see that you still have some autumn colors -- our leaves have mostly fallen.
Those were wonderful memories of your Dad that you shared with us. Thank you.

happyone said...

Kathy - Ken will probably be at Turf Valley too selling more of his stuff.

Helen said...

I`m glad you have all these happy memories from your Dad.