Saturday, February 6, 2021

Take a Walk

     You never truly appreciate something until you lose it.

   I haven’t been able to “take our walk” for about a year, now, due to hip problems.  Some days I could do it, but other days we would set out and I would find it necessary to turn back.    

     I was able to make the full circle for the first time since November on  Saturday, January 23.  That is a milestone since my new hip was installed on November 16.

     The first steps:      



 

East down the street:



 

And on to the walking (and biking, skateboarding, scootering) path:


 

Stop to take a look at the hills across the lake:


  


Back to the path:




 

There are many forks in the road.  We follow Yogi Berra’s advice, “When you come to a fork in the road, take it”:





Some of the second half of our path is good old fashioned dirt:







After a stop to check out the birds on the lake from the little pier, back to the concrete way:



We have to cross some bridges when we come to them, for there are four lakes on our walk:




And we are back to the first fork we took and are headed home:

 

     As Mark Twain  observed in Life on the Mississippi, having completed the trip up the river, you now have to go back down, and it is an entirely different river than the one you went up.  So it is, the path looks different on the road back.

     In our case, that’s not a bad thing.  It makes life more interesting.

     It is good to get back home and put our feet up for a while.  In all, we have walked a little over 2 ¾ miles, according to the Fitbit.

      Not often in life do you get a second chance at a missed opportunity.  Having been unable to make the complete circuit for some time, I now appreciate our walk more.

      My apologies for boring you with a bunch of pictures.  Nothing is completely worthless, though.  You can turn to this page to help cure your insomnia.     


1 comment:

  1. That is an awesome gift that you can now enjoy your walk again! I miss the walking/biking/scootering paths of the Front Range. Happy trails to you and Aunt Patti!

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