Taking a Walk


That was then a Vicious Frieze I (1987), this is now

I’d had about enough today, after mooning around, doing laundry, uselessly worrying.

Going forward I’ll have Mondays and Tuesdays free — they’ll be my weekends. Kinda cool when the weather cooperates like it did this afternoon.

So decided on the long walk — far afield. Oh, how delightful.

This spoke to me first, when I stopped to rest at a coffee shop, credit: L.K. Hanson

Silence isn’t the problem, the sky says.

So I wait and listen and take a couple more steps.

I discover The Letters of the Younger Pliny, and stop to talk with a local chef who is also a friend, outside of his home (he was enjoying the weather, too).

“I am told by the soothsayers that I must rebuild the temple of Ceres, which stands on my property…”
Pliny the Younger, in a letter to Mustius
I am willing, but am I able?

These days, walking and walking, until my feet ache. It feels good. I like being outside in the world.

100 Days of Words and Art for 3–6–2017

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