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Sometimes a walk is just a walk except when it’s not

Heated up yesterday morning’s coffee; stumbled to the couch; stomach hurt; felt overwhelmed by too many projects, too many ideas, not enough years left, not enough money to quickly move ahead with everything I want to do. I decided not to take my early morning walk. But then as the guilt washed over my gloomy head, I thought…so what is it about any of this that will be made worse by walking–or better? Well unless wild dogs attack me and rip my stomach open it probably won’t feel any worse. And unless I run into a publisher who offers me a special writing/photography assignment due immediately – for a lot of money, or unless I find Mayor Berry paving over the Bosque, I won’t have anymore stress. And there’s always the chance the solution to all problems/conditions/issues will come to me somewhere along the way. And it does. The whole ditch bank is suddenly full of anthills. Busy organized single-minded ants busily doing their ant jobs. Not feeling sorry for themselves or being physically wimpy–just moving ahead with their jobs. That’s it the answer. Just Do It.

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Big Bird Therapy

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Walking in the morning is good; but I don’t get the full effect until I see my big birds. From this morning’s photo op…

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INERTIA

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Tuesday morning I took a medium-brisk walk past monsoon-green lawns, happy flowers, playful ducks and a Rio Grande energized with fresh rainwater. I returned feeling sane and healthy. Then I chastised myself for being guilty of the 8th deadly sin—inertia. Otherwise more of my mornings would be just like Tuesday, wouldn’t they?

 The first seven deadly sins are bad enough (wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony) but I’m past the age of temptation. Inertia though—that is a problem. I study synonyms—inactivity, apathy, torpor, lethargy and indolence—they’re not me! So prove it tomorrow morning.  

My camera is teasing me.

My camera is teasing me.

Dawn

Woke up at 3:30 am, cranky, stressing about blogs and my burning eyes, blaming it all on the parched land in which I live. Then I walked in the chilly dawn and met a cat by the light of the full moon…and remembered my vow to love New Mexico again…and did.

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Leaving my house.

Down Central to Laguna.

Down Central to Laguna.

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My Dream House.

My Dream House.

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Down Laguna Blvd. toward the ponds.

Way home. Lighter. Better mood.

Way home. Lighter. Better mood.

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