“Me thinks
that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow”Henry
David Thoreau
“If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish”Charles Dickens
“Thoughts come clearly while one walks”Thomas Mann
“If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish”Charles Dickens
“Thoughts come clearly while one walks”Thomas Mann
Walking has become a part of my daily
routine – not just around the house but outside in my neighborhood or with
friends whenever I can. The joys of walking are multitude. I greet neighbors walking their dogs. I am not a dog person (cats are my favorite)
but have met some nice friendly well-behaved dogs. There is one orange and
white cat who rules the street on my route and I delight seeing him roll in
front of me on “his” street. I might
hear or see a bird or two (and remember how much my husband enjoyed
bird-watching) or check the local pond for ducks! I watch for hawks sitting
high up in the trees or in the sky. I
occasionally see our postman who has family on an island in Maine so, of
course, I check in with him as I have a house on a Maine island. While walking
last week a neighbor said “I have just read the best book – ‘News of the World’
by Paulette Jiles”.