Robin on her blog Breezes at Dawn proposed a virtual group walk a few weeks ago. We’re all going out for a walk sometime this week and then posting about what we found. I am always looking for an excuse to go for a walk, and we’ve had such beautiful weather this fall it’s hard to be inside. I chose this past Friday for my Walktober because I had the day off and because it might be the last pretty day for a long time. Rain is forecast along with colder weather. Besides…this challenge is due by Sunday!
I thought I’d go on my favorite four mile running route. I thought I’d find one photo per mile to share with all of you. I was wrong. Even during the first 1/2 mile I found many beautiful things to show you.
How could I choose just one?
At the end of my road I remembered a small windmill that I see every morning when I commute to work. Early mornings when the air is cool and the water still warm a gentle mist floats up from the pond. It’s beautiful. I’ve always wanted to photograph it. I knew it was somewhere between where I stood and the next road north…approximately a mile of woods and fields away. I also knew there was no mist that afternoon. But still, I wanted to see if I could find it.
So the planned four mile walk along country roads was exchanged for a hike across country.
Back behind the trees I found the old rock field fence that lined what used to be a road.
I came across this little guy. I can’t remember if this means a long or a short winter. Do you?
Eventually I moved out of the woods and found a mowed path that wound through a field and down to the pond. Such a pretty place, you’d think it would be tranquil. But the freeway was right there with it’s constant roar. The windmill was cute though!
On my way back to the road I noted this bird condo. I wondered who has lived there and whether anyone lives there now.
Then I was back on the road and walking past a little lake — enjoying the colors across the way. The pontoon boat seemed to be enjoying the pretty afternoon too as it waited for one last voyage before winter closes in.
So I never made it around my 4 mile route. There would have been pretty things to show you if I had gone that way too. Horses, barns, sun, shadows, colored trees, woodlands. But I went the way less traveled and found new treasures.
Thanks Robin, for encouraging us to get out and see our worlds. It was fun. Hopefully we’ll do a “Walknover!”