The Further Adventures of Grumpy Walker

So Mother Nature said "All right, FINE!" to our complaints about the sunless May weather and abruptly switched on high summer. You don't like cool and rainy? Welcome to hot, hazy, and humid! This makes walking a sweaty, stinky chore. Whee. I have persevered, though. Tuesday was actually almost lovely -- high 70s and a nice breeze -- so Joe and I did the long walk. It started out to be the short walk, but... Read more →


Trails

Last weekend we went to Lower Perkiomen Valley Park for a nice long walk along Perkiomen Creek. This park is lovely! It has ball fields, picnic pavilions, secluded picnic spots, and a wide paved trail. It's not as rife with superhero cyclists as the Schuylkill River Trail, which I appreciate! There's a little dam at one point, which reminds me of the deadly Brookmont/Little Falls Dam on the Potomac. Perkiomen Valley Park We left the... Read more →


Saturday 9: These Boots Were Made for Walkin'

Saturday 9: These Boots Were Made for Walkin' (1966) Of course, I meant to do this yesterday, on actual Saturday. That, alas, did not happen, so here we are! Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here. 1) In this song/video, Ms. Sinatra's boots make a serious fashion statement. Do you choose footwear for comfort or fashion? Comfort first, for sure. However, I do like cute shoes! I must say, though, that I have never... Read more →


Can I Get A Witness?

Last weekend we had a play date with the lovely and talented Mike and Maria Pratt. We quaffed some beers and ate some barbeque at the newly opened beer garden at Stable 12 Brewery. We enjoyed sundaes at Zwahlen's. And, thanks to Maria, we saw one of three Witness Trees in Valley Forge National Park. A Witness Tree is a tree that was alive during the Continental Army's encampment at Valley Forge in 1777 --... Read more →


The Quilt of Memories

This is NOT a sponsored post. No quilts were harmed in the writing of this post. I didn't get paid or anything for writing it. So there. When we to Pennsylvania, we purged our belongings. This purging included scads of tee-shirts. We only kept the ones we wore on a regular basis and the ones rife with sentimental value. I stored the ones rife with sentimental value in a box in the closet. Then, on... Read more →


Mystery

Two preserved Betzwood Film Studio buildings are right next to each other alongside the Schuylkill River Trail. When I take my "long" walks, I pass them. A couple weeks ago, on one of my evening walks, I noticed something odd. There were three distinct spots of light on the side of one of the buildings. (The top one looks a little like Pikachu, don't you think?) I turned around to see where the light was... Read more →


Saturday 9: Fool on the Hill

Okay! How about some Saturday 9? 1) Friday was April Fool's Day. Did you pull any pranks? Did anyone put anything over on you? No, I didn't pull any pranks. The only one I ever pulled that was remotely successful was one I did years ago when SonnyeBoy was a new police officer. I talked about how, as part of his training, he had to get shot so that he'd know what it felt like.... Read more →


A Beautiful Walk

Tonight's walk was not cold; it was pretty much perfect. The beautiful evening did not prevent me from arguing with myself about taking a walk, though. I apparently like to argue with myself, especially about walking. But "Take a Walk" me won out over "Eat Dinner and Watch TV" me, so I shoved my feet into my walkin' shoes, changed my shirt, and set out. What a fine, soft evening! The sun was just beginning... Read more →


A Cold Walk

Here are a couple of geese that we met as we walked along the Schuylkill River Trail today. It was a cold, raw walk. The wind was quite gusty; when we walked back, it was cold enough to bring tears to our eyes and make our noses run. So -- not the most pleasant walk, but a walk nonetheless. I have to give a lot of credit to Joe for this on I really wasn't... Read more →


Weetacon, Gyroscope, and Curtains

After Thingadailies ended, I collapsed from the weight of keeping up with all that creativity and artsiness. So I went to Weetacon to recover. I hadn't been in four years, so it was high time for Joe and me to fly on out to the Hinterland for fun, frolic, food, and beer. And, we had all of that and more. We few, we happy few... When we got home, we both caught colds. Bah. Anyway,... Read more →