Walking along a country road.
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!
Golden afternoon.
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.
Cottonwood and Oak.
How could I choose just one?
Swamp holly and maples
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.
Old pasture.
Back behind the trees I found the old rock field fence that lined what used to be a road.
Yesterday’s fence.
I came across this little guy. I can’t remember if this means a long or a short winter. Do you?
Heading toward winter.
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!
Pretty little spot.
On my way back to the road I noted this bird condo. I wondered who has lived there and whether anyone lives there now.
Bird houses.
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.
Summer meets fall.
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!”
Stepping out.
