It was 55 degrees here yesterday. Seriously, I could have sworn it was spring, except I know better. When we've got "normal" temps in April, we are gonna be moaning because it is going to be COLD.
After my foot doctor gave me clearance to exercise again (rats.), I laced up the old jimmies and headed to a local hiking path. I grabbed Colin too--much to his chagrin. But it was just too lovely to be inside and that toe was just itchin' to get moving again. Colin was not itching to get moving, but he went anyway--which was nice.
We headed over to Lake Katherine--a local park that has a walking path around a small lake. It's nice there--quiet, scenic, and loaded with seniors, dogs, joggers, and moms with kids. I felt odd and not fitting into any of those categories. I miss having little ones again--this seems to be my mood lately.
My favorite part of Lake Katherine is the swans. Last summer, they had babies and I'm guessing these are them all grown up. I know nothing about swans, but I did learn that they are some pterodactyl-sized beasts and when they fly they sound like jet airplanes. What it takes to get those bodies airborne is amazing--the sound of their wings in the air is LOUD. I think I said that like a thousand times--which was sufficiently annoying to Col.
Here is the other thing I learned about swans yesterday--they are much lovelier in the water. Those big preening birds are just massive when they are out of the water. I just kept wondering if people eat swan--and how much white meat is on that sucker. Is that wrong? I mean, I don't want to eat them, but I could not believe how darn big those things are up close--they make geese look tiny in comparison. And what kind of pot would you roast that thing in?
It is stuff like that which makes Col roll his eyes and walk faster....ahead of me. He doesn't like to think about stuff like I do. Nor does he think I'm funny. Sheesh.
This is the best part of the whole day--just hanging with Col before he goes back to school. Okay, so this was only about an hour--I'll take it. I miss that kid when he isn't here.....a lot. And I think I said that about a cabillion times this holiday break too. He's gonna hear it in his sleep, I'll bet.
And just for the record, I offered to hold his hand like the old days--you know, like when he was little. He refused.