45 minutes
neighborhood / old stone steps / winchell trail
29 degrees / feels like 13
Okay winter! Feels like 13! Took Delia on a long walk. Gray sky with snow flurries and some wind. Beautiful fall colors — what was left of the leaves. Much of them were already gone or has fallen last night and earlier today. Favorite moment while walking through the neighborhood: a buttery yellow door on the side of someone’s house.
Crossed over to the trail and took the old stone steps down to the river. Slippery with the recent snow and wet leaves. Good thing I was holding onto the railing! At the bottom, the forest floor was covered in green leaves. A strange sight. Reaching the river, I could hear it lapping the shore. I could see some small waves. I wish I could have stayed there longer, but Delia wanted to leave almost as soon as we got there. Boo.
Returning through the forest, I marveled at the slope of the gorge. All yellow, and so tall! The entire time I was down below, I could hear the leaf blowers up above. Really? Using a leaf blower today, when the wind is so strong — or using one ever; I hate leaf blowers.
I need to make sure how I get out for more walks/hikes this winter.