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walking the gravel path consistently,
you notice that the fields are different every day. this morning
was purpler than yesterday and a bit taller... but not as tall
as it would be after some rain, which we lack. the redwing blackbird
was missing this morning, and we found fewer dog tracks and a
lot less deer poop, though the one dark sinuous pile we found
was magificent.
if i had a camera i'd take pictures
of all this for you.
the back field is gorgeous and
must have been planned, a little yellow here, lots of purple
there. a couple raggedy old brown things and some of those phallic
yellow spikes. three or four kinds of grass. i especialy like
those short ones that flower like horse's manes. if it wasn't
so pretty i'd imagine i was walking through one of those really
bad paintings they sell at the malls.
dom had to point out that i had
a bug on my head, some kind of fly. apparently a freshly shaven
head lacks some sensing apparatus. at least it wasn't a tick.
last night watering the garden i had to flee from a very aggressive
fly.
so we are walking in the morning
and in the evening (dom walks while i pretend to run). two-a-days.
but in the evening we've been sticking to the track. it's easier
to measure distances and pace self there.
what accounts for this explosion
of physical activity? i had a stress test last thursday. and
aside from some pvcs during the cool-down period everything was
fine... so they said, but i haven't yet heard the official report.
at any rate, i'm just tired of sitting around getting blobbier
and blobbier by the day. so we walk. so i jog it around for awhile.
like this evening we decided
not to do the track but to try the trail again. only this time
i would jog it, and we did the circle twice. then i said to dom,
you know how there are these little inclines on this trail? yeah,
says he. well they don't seem so little when yr jogging. they
be mountains. but you should see how the western sun shines off
the top of this purple stretch.
in between the trail today and
yesterday, i sit and read. finished wuthering heights and am
rewarding self with a good ya title, Postcards from No Man's
Land by Aidan Chambers. Soon it'll be Ender's Game... we'll see
how that holds up on a second reading... the first a couple years
ago was great.
feast of our lady of mount carmel.
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