Even though I keep planning
to not order as many books
I am waiting for the arrival of 2 books
I bought used
"Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson"
As I looked out the window I could see the mail carrier putting mail in
my box on this rural road.
Heavy jacket on and started
old truck to drive out to see what exciting
is in the mailbox.
I retrieve a book,
lucky me something to new to read on
this blustery cold day.
Onto cottage and quickly rip open
"The Lost Art of Walking"
Immediately looked to see who it was addressed too,
it is my son's.
Jimmy, sorry I opened your package
but mom's going to read and then put upstairs
with the rest of your unopened mail....
The thought came to mind
that walking is becoming a lost art to many.
I have always loved walking and still do.
Seems with balance issue miss walking in the woods
except when someone visits.
Something I never thought I would do
is holding onto the grocery cart handle
and walking a number of trips through the grocery.
I feel so safe....
Guess I will get my walking in
one way or another.
Went outside an hour ago
and filled 5 empty bird feeder's
and put out new suet cakes
for the next few super cold days...
While computer is running
I send safe travel wishes to my Laurie
who traveled from warm Tampa
to cold Massachusetts to attend
a best friends son's funeral.
So sad, an accident and then police ran over him.
Next Jamie, safe travel wishes while you attend
something that you will be writing about soon.
Sounds like a Spa.
my grandson Gavin
who lives and works in cold Washington, D.C
Grandma sending get well wishes to you
this cold afternoon
by the woods...