Monstrous Monday post on Tuesday, Tired Tuesday post on Wednesday, I’ve done it before and I will no doubt do it again. I took a walk yesterday after work, thinking to do a Pedestrian Post with Pictures. I took two but passed a few places I have pics of in my Media Library. Let us see what I can come up with.
It was cold. With Mother Nature’s macabre sense of humor, she gave us spring-like weather last week and winter weather on the first day of spring. I dressed accordingly, wearing a lovely red cape/coat I picked up at a rummage sale but have rarely worn. Searching for a hat worthy of it, I found one that had been crocheted for me by my dear friend Heather (I had sent her baby afghans for her beautiful newly-adopted twins) (oh, I also sent her a scarf I knitted; maybe the hat was in thanks for that) (and here I am bragging about stuff I send other people. What an ego! What have I done for anyone lately?) (that last was a rhetoric question).
Where was I? Ah yes, taking a walk.
Two venerable buildings.
I walked from my house to German Street, eventually turning down Main Street, where I passed my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners. I continued down Main past the former Christ Episcopal Church, which I used to attend. It is no longer a church, and the For Sale sign is gone. I wonder what the future will bring for that lovely building. The other building in the in the picture is the Herkimer County Courthouse.
There was a bank on the side of the road I was on. I noted a Do Not Enter sign on the drive-thru. Regular readers know that I just love to enter when they say not to. No cars were currently using the drive-thru, so I walked through it the wrong way. I took a picture to commemorate the event.
I maintain my rebel cred.
The wind picked up as I continued my walk, so I cut things short. I went through the park by Basloe Library (must make a trip there in the near future), went by a No Not Enter sign onto Bellinger Avenue and thence home.
I KNOW they mean cars, not old ladies walking; let me enjoy my little rebellions!
I took a selfie when I got home, thinking to post it on Facebook, so Heather would know I am still wearing her lovely hat. I take terrible selfies. They remind me that I am not nearly as cute as I like to think I am. Then again, we are none of us the best judges of our own looks. And I tell myself, “For heavens’ sake, how cute does a sixty-year-old lady have to be?”
Don’t look at me; look at the hat!
My walk ended up being 20 minutes, just under one mile. I was and am glad I took a walk. Exercise is a potent anti-depressant, and I need all the help I can get!
Mohawk Valley Girl 
When you said “Venerable “, I thought you said “Vulnerable ” and had tread again.
You are a beautiful lady. We are our own worst critics.
Well, I think the church building might be vulnerable. And you are so right about being our own worst critics!