Back in the Day (A Wednesday, of course)

I remember the walk I took a few months ago, the last real walk of 2009. It was almost "too cold", but I had my new camera and wanted to do it anyway. Oh, what I would give to have a day "too cold" like that again. It would be as if a huge heat wave had hit, and color had painted the skies. Remember blue? Remember how it felt to be able to actually see the ground? Without snow or even layers upon layers of salt. Even the ground that you can see is as what as the snow with much salt has been put on it this winter. It gets on your car, your shoes, your pants. Everything, as if you've been prancing around in a coke den all day.
The smell of grass. Of life. I swear the only outside smells I get now are the smells of going out to the garage where my car is warming up and the door is barely cracked to let just enough of the fumes out. Yummy, eh?


Reds, browns, kitties, and Tim!