Category: On My Walks
What trend is this?
Do we show our age in rings too?
What’s in that tree? A bear!
A few of these photos appeared in the local Boulder newspaper, the Daily Camera: http://www.dailycamera.com/news/ci_21513429/bear-climbs-up-tree-across-street-from-fairview
And they even were shown on the Channel 4 (CBS) Denver news!
It was a fun day of news stories about bears…
New kid on the block
This flowering cherry tree was planted just yesterday. The cottonwood stump looming in the background was cut down on 12 February. Wouldn’t it be a little intimidating to stand next to that reminder of greatness? Doesn’t it seem like a harbinger of doom? Fortunately, they plan to remove the stump soon.
I continue to mourn the loss of that big tree and feel sad for the displaced birds and squirrels. How long will it take for the leaves of that flowering cherry to rustle in the breeze and sing me back to sleep when I awaken in the night?
Still, it’s a welcome addition to the ‘hood…now GROW!
On My Walks
The other day walking along the trail next to my house, these signs drew my attention. Who passing by would need reminders of these basic practices? And yet, just a few steps away there is dog poop on the path…left, I’m sure, by someone completely surprised by and consequently ill-prepared for Fido’s need to relieve himself while outdoors.
My question is, would anyone behave differently if these signs weren’t present? If that is true, then do these signs qualify as litter themselves?
Care to voice an opinion?
On My Walks
I walked twice today…twice! Getting back into the swing of things after a long winter’s gap. It’s not that I never walked during the colder months, but it was much more difficult to motivate myself. Now, though, the weather is perfect.
Along my usual route this morning, I came upon a grocery cart. It was sitting along the sidewalk on a back street. As soon as I spied it, I remembered having first seen it months ago. In all that time, no one had returned it to where it belonged.
Why would that be? Someone must have pushed from the store that owned it. Perhaps it was someone who needed it to get home but couldn’t make the return trip? Or maybe it was hooligans that rattled that thing a mile and then just left it lie? Or maybe someone just didn’t feel like taking it back? I don’t know.
As a witness now to that cart sitting in the wrong place for such a long time, I feel partly responsible for it. I mean it says the name of the store it came from right on the handle, so I could return it either by walking it back or by putting in the trunk of the car. Why should I just leave it on the street? Would it be that much of a hassle and take that much of my time?
What else is community responsibility but acting on something that needs to be done when you see it? I often think I should carry a garbage bag when I walk to pick up the considerable litter that lines the street, especially after one of our windstorms. Sometimes I find an article of clothing or some accessory lying in the grass and think I should try to find the owner. I do at times pull the errant weed but I didn’t plant flowers in the sidewalk gaps yawning in anticipation last year.
I don’t seem to take action very often. The diffusion of responsibility is great in a neighborhood. It seems that we would more likely to take action when something is for intents and purposes “in our own backyard,” doesn’t it?
What thoughts do you have about doing what you see needs to be done? Why do we or don’t we act?
I’m all ears…
Hanging on…or wanting to go
When I was young and the snow would hang around, folks would it say it was “waiting for more.” And it might be true, I suppose. Perhaps some climatological circumstances that keep the snow from melting on the ground (could it be cold ground temperatures?), might, in fact, be indicators that more snow is possible. It might be.
And so as I walked around yesterday, the fourth day of wonderful weather of balmy temperatures following the wet snow dump of last weekend, I had to wonder about the small dirty snow mounds that I saw. Are they waiting for more, as if there are reinforcements on the way? Or are they just trying to avoid the inevitable but not wanting to change? Or are they sad that they are still solid wishing that they, like all of their snowflake friends before them, would transform into something new and different, water?
Would it be possible to listen to the snow? Or is that just going too far? What do you think?
On My Walks
This afternoon it was all about shades of green out in the world. Wow!
On My Walks…sort of
This is the first of two birds in a twenty-four hour period to crash into our deck. What’s going on all of a sudden? Both eventually flew off of the their own accord…thankfully.
On My Walks
When I left the house today to walk, I was in a huff. Throughout the day, I made several careless errors on documents that I sent out to others and when I considered them as a group, I was feeling pretty bad about myself. How could I have made those mistakes? (One of them I still sort of feel like was a technical glitch, but in reality I can’t imagine how the computer could err without a contribution from me.) Anyway, negative emotions were rampant.
And you know what? My walk was much less satisfying than usual. I passed half a lap of my route before I could see anything to look at all and then a quarter of a lap before I could see anything other than the grunge…trash in the gutters, brown grass, weeds, bird poop on the sidewalk. It wasn’t until I was almost home that I even noticed the buds on the trees, the daffodils in yards, and the clear skies over the Foothills.
By that time I was asking myself if it was doing me or anyone else any good carrying those negative feelings around…of course, I answered no, but replied how difficult it is to drop them. But, I tried, and by the time I returned home I was feeling better.
Funny how a walk outside can clear the mind…and the emotions. I’m going to try to hold onto this peace I found. It feels a lot better than what I was feeling before.
On My Walks
My, oh my, spring is coming!