A Walk in the Woods
What a glorious stroll.
Just had a splendid walk around the lake in the park, and it was great. Cold and damp, but not actively raining, so it was just fresh enough to walk for two hours without getting hot. Took an extended detour through a forest after I saw a sign saying "Nature Trail". My initial thought was that nature was not something to be forced into so rigorous a regime as a clearly demarcated trail, it would rather be free to frolic and gambol - but fortunately, I dismissed that as pointless flippancy and followed the path through the woods.
As it turns out, it was lovely - softly carpeted with wood-chips and periodically posted with informative little signs, highlighting the more notable flora along the way. It was so pleasant that I decided to leave it and take a short-cut to get back to the lake.
You can see where this is going.
Yes, as expected, I spent the next half hour crashing through underbrush, sinking into the soggy, muddy turf and crossing rivers on nightmarishly slippery logs - and then the next ten minutes trying to wash the mud (which was by this point caked an inch thick) off my shoes. But it was worth it just to be out there among the trees and birds...
Bobo was frustrated when I got back because he was feeling restless, but he really wouldn't have appreciated two and a half hours in the cold air. I'll take him for a walk tomorrow.
Just had a splendid walk around the lake in the park, and it was great. Cold and damp, but not actively raining, so it was just fresh enough to walk for two hours without getting hot. Took an extended detour through a forest after I saw a sign saying "Nature Trail". My initial thought was that nature was not something to be forced into so rigorous a regime as a clearly demarcated trail, it would rather be free to frolic and gambol - but fortunately, I dismissed that as pointless flippancy and followed the path through the woods.
As it turns out, it was lovely - softly carpeted with wood-chips and periodically posted with informative little signs, highlighting the more notable flora along the way. It was so pleasant that I decided to leave it and take a short-cut to get back to the lake.
You can see where this is going.
Yes, as expected, I spent the next half hour crashing through underbrush, sinking into the soggy, muddy turf and crossing rivers on nightmarishly slippery logs - and then the next ten minutes trying to wash the mud (which was by this point caked an inch thick) off my shoes. But it was worth it just to be out there among the trees and birds...
Bobo was frustrated when I got back because he was feeling restless, but he really wouldn't have appreciated two and a half hours in the cold air. I'll take him for a walk tomorrow.
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