March SOL Challenge–Day 5
Inspired by Alan Wright‘s slice about what he found on his morning walk and looking for my own slice inspiration, I set out on a walk early this morning. In my enthusiasm for writing material, I didn’t fully factor in a few critical details. One, Alan lives in Australia and I live in Maine. There’s a bit of a seasonal difference. And 2, I forgot to consider today’s temperature. It’s been such an odd, mild winter that I guess I’d forgotten that 16 degrees with a bit of wind feels like…well, misery.
I set out with grand intentions, focused on the nature around me. The morning light spilled onto fallow fields. Chickadees chirped, crows cawed and a small flock of unidentified birds fluttered away as I approached. Two roosters duetted at a nearby farm. I smiled when I noticed the maple trees along the road garnished with tubing and large plastic bucket. The sap’s flowing! Spring’s on its way. This was such a great idea!
As I walked, I stopped to take a few pictures: a bird’s nest camouflaged in a bush, a friendly woodpecker, reflections in ice. After a few photographs, my fingers ached with cold. After a mile or so, the wind picked up. I pulled my scarf up higher on my neck, ducking my chin into its fleecy warmth and rubbed my gloved hands on my thighs. My cheeks stung and my thighs felt like two frozen hams, still capable of moving but slightly detached from my sensory system. This is not fun!
Ceding defeat, I turned around, leaned into the wind and trudged toward home, not noticing nearly so much on the return journey. After another 15 minutes or so, with fumbling, frozen fingers, I opened the door and tripped into my house, greeted by the warmth. Thank goodness that’s over with!
Spring may be coming, but it’s not here yet!