When I don’t know what to write, I take a walk. Yesterday, Albert (“Al-bear”) and I set out for our neighborhood walk, but there was a stray dog roaming around. Albert could not focus. He wanted to go play with this new friend. I’m wary when it’s a dog I don’t know, so I dragged him back home and decided to drive to City Park.
A whole new playground for my 2 year old doodle with many new smells to investigate and large ducks to chase.
I love a morning where the sun is refracted by fog. I spotted a wood duck perched in a tree above the pond. I could hear their distinct call of warning, “Dog. Dog. Dog.” “Eek. Eek. Eek.”
I felt rejuvenated. Who knows? I may take this route more often.
Reflections on the Teche 