Nurture your Nature

Walk up Mt. Jumbo on a 40 degree day

Walk up Mt. Jumbo on a 40 degree day
2011, March 23

Through Greenough Park:

One man, one woman drinking at a table eating ...no proof of an apple in sight.
One man, one woman throwing, catching ball.
2 men with dogs: a big one, a corgi.
Snirt along the trail ...and mud.
Sound of the Rattlesnake ...melt over rocks.
Sun in bare branches above.
Cloud puffs against a field of blue.
Wednesdaze ... 3rd day of "spring", the exuberance of Spring still quiescent.

Alleyways

Sunflower heads drooping, empty of seed,
A big black shaggy coat on a leash.
A picnic with a cat and a bottle.

Up from the Cherry Street trailhead

Dog tracks in slush.
Hushed traffic from the interstate.
The immediate complaint of heels as toes point upward.
Moss greening.
Feather of cirrus.
Shrub-shadows across a drying path.
Uncertain grip up the scree to get a picture of lichens.
Horn of the daily evening train.
6:16.
White above and between stands of pine.
Can glinting in the low-on-the-horizon sun.
Drifts in the draws, in the lee of shrubs, in the dimple of a road, in rock shadows.
My glove green on the not-yet green wear I dropped it.
Chill breeze.
Lengthening shadows.
Dog poo: yellow and brown, a certain lack of flies.
Shortness of breath, short steps climbing a short rise.

At the crossroads heading south

Sitting on a friendly rock.
Last years weakened stalks draped over stone.
The path heading south towards the canyon's edge
Turning northwest instead to take another path after talking with Alissa.

Down to the Elm Street trailhead.

Slippery slush and treacherous ice.
Walking in snow or mud instead.
Peent of a spotted towee in a bush.
Thing slip of green, all there is to be seen of yellowbells.
The lack of certain things.
Currant budding.
And more mud.
Saying goodbye at 7 pm.

On the way back

Woodpecker drumming on an alley powerpole.
(white and black - no red)
my purple pen falling next to two green knotted bags of dog poop.
Green over orange bark, the black crevices of a ponderosa pine.
Back Greenough Park:
one red glove pointing home.

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