Saturday was perfect. The temperature rose to 60 degrees and I had a chance to get out and take a short walk before some heavy rains moved in.
I loved it and pretended that spring had arrived.
After the overnight rains, Sunday was another perfect day for getting outside and walking. I waited until the afternoon when the sun was shining and the temperature was in the fifties.
I dropped some food off for the deer that live in the woods behind my building and set off.
I decided to walk through the field next to the woods. The ground was nice and squishy from all of the rain and the birds were flitting through the trees. I could see the bright reds of cardinals and hear their calls as I walked.
When I left the field I set out on the sidewalk, and although there was a big puddle in front of me I decided that since my shoes were already wet I would just splash through it.
|From here on I am posting photos from a more pleasant walk|
I went sliding as if I was on ice and there was no where to catch myself. Down I went into that horrible puddle.
Fortunately the only thing that was really hurt was my dignity. My coat and jeans were covered with that stinky muddy mess and I couldn't wait to get back to my apartment and get myself into the shower and my clothes into the washer.
Thank goodness I didn't break any bones and the arnica I took seems to have warded off most of the bruising and muscle stiffness.
I guess it will be back to mall walking for me for awhile, so that when spring weather does arrive I will be ready to