Today, however, I got my fat fanny up and walked...before class. I parked at the Oakland Road lot, and walked around the outer perimeter of the remote parking lots and out to Green Pond Road. Then I headed out Green Pond to Moravian Academy. Didn't quite make it to Farmersville—the sidewalk ended.
That reminds me of a poem ....
Where the Sidewalk EndsThen I walked back to campus—surprising about 2 miles round trip — and to class where I discovered I had sunglasses on. Then it was back out to Oakland Road and back. I know this is about 1000 steps each way because I counted them one day a year or so ago. Add in a flight of steps and it was a decent workout. I did it in about a half hour. This will be my new Tuesday/Thursday walk till the semester ends.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Shel Silverstein
Northampton has a lot of property and in one section they are creating a garden. One part educational, one part growing food. It was soggy messy from the rain so I took the pix from a distance.
The other thing I noticed was the dandelion. I was getting hungry looking at it. Bacon dressing was calling my name. Maundy Thursday is next week. Mom always made dandelion on Maundy Thursday. Should I take a bag and knife next time? I wonder what they put on the lawns?
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