Monday, July 11, 2011


I get out on the canal as much as I can in winter.  The world stops; I can hear the whisper of snow falling, and I feel completely at ease.

A related thought - Kim keeps waiting for the phone call where I've fallen into the frozen canal, because though I'm normally graceful as a large animal that has been scared by a loud noise, on snow in boots I am like a gazelle.  A large, clumsy, gazelle wearing boots.


  1. Should I send you a blue, black or gray life jacket (Color coordinated to keep away from the obvious snickers that you may get from the other walkers/hikers.) to wear on your walks? We want you to survive any dips in the frigged canal.

  2. LOL! No virus AND a laugh. Who knew? ;)