Back up north, back to my routines. At first it felt good, then I started to miss the stimulation of novelty from my vacation. I had to reorient to contentment again.
Walked in even colder weather this morning. Our route was not as exposed to wind and had more interesting features, so I didn’t feel as cold.
We got a little lost and finally found ourselves at Abrams Pond. D knew how to get back from there. A lovely two hour walk on the last morning of the year.
I was monitoring the sensations of being cold, lost, interested, intrigued, curious, surprised (almost annoyed) by not being where I thought I was, unlost, and home.
Walking is a way to get to a different place, but also a way to get back to where you were.
Walking stories are this blog’s primary content for now. Weird. Unsettled. Something might happen.
Favorite forest photos:
Update from Franklin.
Feeling tired and a bit headachey.
Walked this morning for two hours in 13*F cold sunshine.
Saw a very dead fox on the road and a very live eagle on the ice.
Unsettled and distant from meaning right now.
Franklin may be Egypt, Maine. Coming into Franklin, you will find Egypt Bay, Egypt Stream, and Egypt Lane.
Thoughts posted on the iPad:
Daydreaming about living in Maine.
Wondering about how / if I can return to cloth.
Wondering if I can apply cloth-like techniques to paper.
paper in General is not that slow.
Wondering why capitalization is such an issue om
n this iPad and whether it matters.
the iPad knows how to capitalize itself properly, so I guess it matters to it.
the frustrations of a word person low on words.