Saturday, February 18, 2012
Making the best of it
Our walk was in reality pretty nice, somewhere between five and six miles, out and back. Once we got into the trees, the rain was light and the wind didn't seem so bad. We visited with one another as we kept up a brisk walk, and by the time a half hour had passed, I was warm and extremely glad I had decided to come out. My feet were a little wet from slogging through the wet trails, but I didn't care, I was getting exercise and I felt one hundred percent better once we finished. We headed to a local coffee shop and I got my usual latte, this time with a lovely birdlike design. Or maybe it's a lion, or an angel. Whatever, it was delicious.
After I got home and spent an hour or so connecting with Smart Guy, I decided to write a post about something, not sure what would emerge, but after I went outside to take picture of the rain puddles, I spied two other exciting pictures. Look what is coming up in my neighbor's garden:
One thing I keep forgetting is that when I lived in Boulder, the constant sunshine was a given, like the air, and I never noticed it. Living here, every time the golden sun makes an appearance, I smile and find myself remarking on the beauty around me. Perspective is everything.