Breathtaking Beauty – Photo: L. Weikel
Back in the Saddle
We managed to get back on the proverbial horse today, Spartacus and I. We walked. Gratefully. Without incident.
That does remind me, though. The next chance I get, I’ll have to take a photo of the Wolfhounds that now bark at and chase us aggressively all along their masters’ property line (as it follows the road). They live on our road but are only now on our route when we take ‘the longer way.’
These dogs are massive and there are five of them. All appearances would indicate that they would all enjoy an evening snack on some tasty Boston Terrier. Honestly, I can’t tell if they’re just big talkers or if they would try to eat him for lunch. But they sure do bark a good game.
Recent Days Have Felt Distorted
It felt great to be walking again today. Although I did walk on Saturday (I’m pretty sure I even posted a photo of the lonely empty path before me – without Spartacus or Sheila leading the way), it’s felt like I’ve been away from my ‘habit’ a lot longer. I can’t quite explain it. The last few days have felt like they passed through a thick jelly-like atmosphere. It’s sort of felt like I was trying to run in a swimming pool.
The clouds were particularly magnificent this early evening. They caught in my chest, filling my heart with awe.
And you are all probably on to me by now: When I run out of words, I post photos.
Some Days Silence is All One Can Muster
Karl and I were silent during most of our walk today. The majesty conveyed by the clouds felt like it would be profane to make small talk when surrounded by these massive intermediaries between the Upper World and the Middle World.
And with practically every step we took, these Beings shifted and parted. Danced and obscured. Pretended they were bringing wild winds and whipping rain.
It’s at times like these that I feel so small.
Bank of Clouds – Is that a Silver Lining? Photo: L. Weikel
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