Like many of you, we've had damp, gray, cold air for too long a stretch. Sunshine, we need sunshine! We need our batteries recharged!
About 3 o'clock this afternoon, lo and behold, the sun peeked out. I yelled to my hubby, "The tour bus is leaving at 4 p.m. sharp. Be ready!"
He asked, "Where are we going?"
I replied, "It's a surprise, but dress warmly. We're hiking and it's gonna be windy and cool."
I hurried-scurried around getting dinner started so we wouldn't be so late eating when we got home.
The I stripped off my jeans so I could put on long johns. Even if the sunshine held out, I knew it would be cool. Next I added two layers of polar fleece on top and my ugly-bugly (but warm) black stocking hat on my head.
A few minutes after 4 we were in the car headed for town and a hike on the rocks by the lake.
Was it cold? Oh, ya.
But the sun stayed out which made our hike totally tolerable. We had the whole area to ourselves which was nice because no one saw me grunting and groaning trying to make my short legs span cracks and crevices we had to navigate.
In many spots we couldn't go the usual way because of chunks of ice and snow that we didn't want to step on/in for fear of slipping and because of terrible tangles of blown down trees from the winter storms. My tall husband who is mostly legs commented that a couple of the spots I had trouble navigating were even a stretch for him.
But, wow, did it feel good to get lots of clean, fresh (really fresh!) air in our lungs. Just what we needed for a bit of a re-energizing pick-up today. Now it's after eight o'clock and I would be happy crawling into bed earlier than usual. Between the fresh air and exercise and the glass of wine I drank while getting dinner on the table, I'm ready.
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