I went out to one of my parks (not Katie’s, she doesn’t get to claim all of them) yesterday to go for a walk. It’s been too long since I’ve been there.
I think the last time I did four miles out there was late spring when the skunk cabbages were coming into their own and the air was fresh and little spring flowers were blooming along the edges of the forest.
Well, the air was still just fine, but the skunk cabbage is past it’s prime and now the flowers of late summer are in full bloom.
Four miles might have been a bit ambitious on a hot August morning. But I forget I’m not so young anymore, and only months ago I walked 4 miles regularly so it didn’t occur to me to be more conservative.
Heading out was marvelous, a breeze in my face, lots to look at. I didn’t really want to turn around at mile 2, but some part of my brain decided to be an adult and demanded I make the smart decision.
I was beginning to feel the need for a restroom break, and there was a bathroom at mile 3, only one more mile down the path. If I turned around I’d have two miles until I got to a toilet, but my brain calculated (it’s a proven fact that math is hard when you’re hot and sweaty and have to go to the bathroom) that if I went a mile further I’d have to walk six miles total, and six is a number much bigger then four.
So I turned around, and was doing just fine until that last 1.25 miles. Which is uphill and mostly in the sun. With no breeze. That mile was pretty miserable.
As I got to the steepest part of the walk, only a quarter mile long, but still, part of my brain began arguing with the other part. There was a lovely bench under a big old oak tree part of the way up.
I could sit on that bench for a spell. That’s why they put it there. For folks like me who could be categorized as elderly. Yep, could sit right there under that tree. Bet there’s a breeze there.
The other half of my brain argued back. Not going to sit on that d*#% bench. Sitting on the bench would delay arrival at the bathroom. And the car with it’s bottle of water.
But it’s a nice bench, there in the shade. No one else seems to want to sit there. It’s calling your name.
Not sitting on the d#*% bench.
Luckily my feet were not listening to the argument and just kept moving.
Oh but wait…there’s a big image of a painting from the Detroit Institute of Arts right there next to that bench. They’re advertising a collection being shown. There’s a short article next to it. You could go read all about it. In the shade. With the breeze. And you don’t have to sit on the bench.
A good solution, might even say a compromise, that pleased both parts of my brain and my feet didn’t mind either.
All the images in this post are from that walk, taken with my phone camera while moving along on a hot summer morning.
August 25, 2020 at 10:54 am
Your phone takes lovely pictures! I especially like the flowers at mile marker 2 and the sun shining through that stand of trees. Isn’t it funny how we “argue” with ourselves over stuff like this?? You’d think a brain would have enough to do without finding silly ways to argue with itself. I trust you found the bathroom AND your water bottle eventually!
August 25, 2020 at 12:59 pm
It’s good to move. I visited the Arboretum and walked Sunday – paved trails, chipped trails, and mowed trails. I started late and it was beginning to warm as well. Soon, September will be here and cooler temps. Love the photos. Keep moving and stay well. Peace.
August 25, 2020 at 1:23 pm
You always find beautiful things to photograph! I can relate to the “I *just* hiked 10 miles with the Sierra Club *the other day*” syndrome– and I realize, no, ELF, that was –um– 8 years ago and since then you’ve gotten a new knee and a new hip and you can only sometimes comfortably do a mile and a half on the flat. My current excuse for not walking the last week and a half is the horrid air quality from all the fires, but I still try to get my current 6,000 step goal in the house and short stints outside. And I usually can’t think of anything to take photos of while I’m doing that, it’s all so prosaic. BUT your post makes me think, hmmm, I could easily find things that might make interesting photos here, too. Maybe not flowers, but still — trying to Keep Up With The Dawnses! Thanks for the nature images and the thoughts along the way.
August 25, 2020 at 1:32 pm
I’m impressed that you did four miles on a hot day and am glad you didn’t try for six. Four is good. Four is great! Yea, FOUR MILES!!!
August 25, 2020 at 4:04 pm
What an interesting place to advertise! It would definitely catch my attention. This is a pretty post. Thanks for sharing this peaceful place to walk.
August 25, 2020 at 5:54 pm
Fun to go along on your walk. I totally get the bathroom conundrum. What to do, what to do…?
August 25, 2020 at 8:25 pm
Pretty photos and a nice walk. I’m glad you turned around and hopefully got to that restroom and your water bottle! 😍❤️
August 25, 2020 at 10:30 pm
Onward, ho! Byzantine art?