I find it more likely that I will be out in a park than on the city sidewalks these days. It makes for a quieter setting for Joe, and there are places he can take a seat while I wander a bit to take a look at this and that, while staying in eyesight. It is a new way to do things, I do miss trekking along the storefronts, neighborhoods and alleyways. I try to catch my urban shots as I can on the fly, it is harder as I once got up before everyone else and got out, after all they could all get themselves up or sleep in as they wished. The city it best walked in the early hours, especially on Sundays when few people are out and about. For now I will get out as I can in either nature or urban settings and make the most of it.
The stream out back is now a series of beaver ponds, smooth and still this time of year. It is a steep but short hike to get down to, and without slick, icy spots, it’s an easy hike. In the late day light it looks like this, full of shadows and reflections. There are numerous animal tracks leading to and from the open water and along the deer path. Soon the snow will melt and the sound of peepers will fill the night air. But for now the spot slumbers under a layer of snow and skim of ice.
When I get out with my camera it is a mini vacation of sorts. It is me, my equipment and the world around me. And now, that includes Joe. Trekking along with me, trying not to get too antsy as I push just a bit farther down the trail. The thaw and freeze cycle we have had recently has made trails which have frozen puddles of flat ice to navigate. We managed to avoid any slips, and got to and from the stream in fine shape. Joe is more used to running than hiking, but this slower pace works better for us now and lets us enjoy what we see on the way. Being able to get out together is what counts.
Joe and I went out on a jaunt in our local bog, which always shows me something new. This time it was that in spite of all the rain, the water level was fairly low. The colors were so varied that each turn brought a lovely new view. Fall color is so fleeting I like to get out every chance I can to soak it all in. I hope to get some more walks in over the next couple of weeks to locations old and new.
Turning left along a path brought Joe and I to the backside of a view I generally only see from the far end of this scene. Though I could see the cars passing in the distance, it felt as if we were someplace brand new and far away from the hustle and bustle of the daily world. The air was fresh, the ground not yet muddy from snow melt, and the sun warm on our shoulders. Being able to get out and about with Joe and see him enjoying the walks and hikes is a new experience as I usually would hike on my own in the past. Now we do it together, and it is a whole new activity for us in this new phase of life.
Hmmm…not sure what is up with the
a) barefoot walkers
b) local Bigfoot