At bare daylight, I am pulling on my walking socks and shoes and whatever other garments that might make me more visible. If they are hideous in color, puce with Pepto Bismol pink, for example, the atrocity in fashion makes people see me. I want to be visible to drivers who are more and more frequently looking away from their phones for scant nano-seconds.
The presence of other neighborhood walkers is a constant reassurance. If I am in trouble there is a walking friend nearby. While I do not know them, by name or address, I know them from passing along our ways every day.
They are clean, attired for the weather and the activity. Often, one and sometimes two dogs trot along with their human. These too reveal their clean state, brushed glossy- coated health. Many are the times the other Walker will be picking up after the dogs. All that speaks to a person’s respect responsibility and maturity of conduct. Within sight of my route is a deep creek. Sometimes the dogs get to go for a swim and seeing their frolic is a special joy with laughter.
Within sight of my route is a deep creek. Sometimes the dogs get to go for a swim and seeing their frolic is a special joy with laughter.
Daily there are the pleasantries, such nice words to begin a day!
Amidst all this, there is the confidence of other folks nearby. And their dogs. But not too close to intrude on my reverie.
I am so grateful!