I decided to take a long walk instead of run this morning, taking my cellphone with me to take pictures of any flowers I might see. I figured it would make a decent blog post, and I just didn’t have the oomph to run (in my defense, I ran the last three days). It has been a singularly oomph-less day, so I had a hard enough time getting myself out the door for a walk.
The first thing I saw were some buds on a tree on German Street. I was doubtful of my ability to get a decent photo, so I walked on and was soon rewarded with some flowers.
Aren’t they pretty?
No, I don’t know what they are. I think there are some apps that tell you what flowers are, or you can find books on the subject. I certainly don’t know from apps, but I might seek out a book.
I think they’re called snowdrops.
I was happy to see some flowers putting on a better show than the ones in my yard which I took a picture of the other day (perhaps you saw that blog post). Unfortunately, my walk was not rewarded with many flowers. Still, a good walk is its own reward, and I enjoyed the sunshine and fresh air. I carried a bottle of water with me and refilled it at the spring. When walking through Salvatore’s parking lot (and thinking that would be a good place to eat soon but perhaps not conducive to reaching my weight-loss goals), I saw a bent stick that caught my eye.
You can see my fat shadow.
Perhaps I am the only one who is fascinated by such things. I continued my walk, comforting myself that I had at least three pictures for the post. Then I saw two patches of purple flowers across the street. Yay! Of course several cars happened to be going down the street at that time, not even that busy of a street in the general way, to add to my sense of ill-usage. However, I finally managed to cross and got my shots.
I think these are crocuses.
There were fewer brown leaves to discourage these blooms than there are in my yard.
There were even more than the pictures show.
As I finished my walk, I once again noticed the tree with buds. Well, why not make the walk just a little longer? I went by my house and tried to get a shot of the buds on the branch.
Love the blue, blue sky!
It has gone on to be a beautiful sunny day. I took another short walk a little while ago. Now I need to prepare myself for tonight’s rehearsal. This blog may soon become All Prescrition: Murder All The Time, but long-time readers probably expected that.
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