walking alone – solsc#24

Today I was scheduled to walk with a friend. We had developed this Tuesday routine back in the fall when I was newly retired and she was between jobs. Since then, her new employment and the cold weather brought an interruption to our weekly visits, but we were both able to walk today.

When I stopped my car in the park, I found her text message saying she wouldn’t be able to make it after all. I started to go on home and “get some things done” and then I stopped…

There were several walkers already on the trail.

Each was walking alone.

I could walk by myself.

And so I did. As I started the trek I wished I had brought along my camera. There were so many things to see. And so much to think about along the way.


The bright sun low in the sky, shining like a spotlight in my eyes.

  How I have missed that warmth on so many recent gloomy days.

The little gray squirrel scampering across the path right in front of me.

  He wasn’t frightened of me at all, must be used to walkers crossing his path.

The sparkling dew on the blades of freshly greening grass.

   Such perfect work – not one blade was overlooked – complete and equal coverage, beyond human capability.

The azure sky with only jet trails as clouds.

  So many trails – so many travelers. How happy I am to be at home.

The tiny leaves emerging from the privet limb sticks.

  They know deep down that spring is coming, so they came on out without delay to celebrate.

The dried white hackberries covering parts of the path.

  Do all living things lose their color as they age?

The chalk messages of hope and redemption spaced along the way.

  Starting with the wages of sin, and including the important repentance message the takes us to the ending assurance of God’s eternal love and presence.

There were sounds to notice – the bird songs! – and smells – freshly cut grass! – as well.

  As I talked with God along the way, I didn’t ask for anything more. I could only express thanksgiving for oh, so many blessings in my life.

I missed walking with you, my friend, but I had lots of company along the way.

7 thoughts on “walking alone – solsc#24

  1. smcninch says:

    I love these lines:

    “The sparkling dew on the blades of freshly greening grass.
    Such perfect work – not one blade was overlooked – complete and equal coverage, beyond human capability.”

    Beyond human capability, that says it all. Thank you for your post and glad you were able to drink in all the work has to offer on that fine, fine day.

  2. VanessaVaile says:

    Reblogged this on Vanessa's Blogueria and commented:
    I’ve been doing the Two Writing Teachers’ Slice of Life blog challenge. Reading and commenting on posts is as important as writing your own. But I hadn’t thought to share a post before this. I don’t walk out much but need to now that the weather is nicer and the air not too cold for breathing ease. When I do, it is alone. So is house time.

  3. Amy Boyden says:

    I so enjoyed the fact that you stayed to walk, and then. . . All the imagery!
    “The sparkling dew on blades of greening grass”
    “Tiny leaves emerging”
    Lovely to send time with yourself and nature.

  4. LBD says:

    I love how this piece shows how we are never truly alone.

  5. Donna Smith says:

    I love the spontaneous times of realizing that we are so blessed, and that we are not walking alone.

  6. Your story is full of so many images. I can see you in the car driving away and then turning back as you decide to walk alone.
    Alone, but not alone.
    I wonder if you would have seen less if you had brought your camera? If I loved closer I would love to walk with you.
    I hope the weather stays warm. And your friend can make it next time.
    Getting stuff done vs. seeing the grass grow.

  7. Jaap says:

    It is astonishing to read all different meanings a story has in the eyes of its readers.

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