It’s sometimes hard for me to study at home. There’s always something calling my name. It might be the washing machine telling me it’s time to throw in another load of dirty laundry…or transfer the clean laundry to the dryer. Sometimes it’s the voice of dust on the coffee table (or any other flat surface in my house) saying, “Dust me! Now!” And, more often than I’d like to admit, it’s something in the refrigerator calling my name and saying, “Eat me! Eat me!”
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A Lovely U-Turn
Two days of putting one foot in front of another. Remember what I said in my last post?
“The local Rotary Club has created a fantastic walking trail near my workplace too. I have purposed in my heart to take a lap around that trail before work tomorrow.”
Cindie Winquist, budding walking enthusiast
Well, I did it, and here are the pictures to prove it.




The Oregon Rotary Trail has plenty of nice blacktop paths, but I decided to get off of the paved trail and follow this grassy path toward the setting sun. I walked 15 minutes in and 15 minutes out.
Loved every minute.
I should tell you that I almost skipped it. I left the house too late this morning to get a walk in before work. I know I had purposed it in my heart to walk that trail, but, after a busy day of baking, I was now tuckered out and ready to head home. As is my usual custom, I would swing by the nursing home and drop in for a quick visit with my brother (he expects me on Mondays and Thursdays and looks forward to me bringing him a fresh-baked cookie or two). The Oregon Rotary Trail is situated between my workplace and Brad’s place. I decided it was too late to get a walk in, so drove past the park. A few blocks later, I ended up making a U-turn.
I’m so glad I did.
P.S. Brad got his visit and his cookies afterward.
Alzheimer’s: It’s not “a walk in the park”
a walk in the park
something that is very easy to do, and usually pleasant:He’s used to hard physical work – this is a walk in the park to him. (Cambridge Advanced Learners Dictionary and Thesaurus)
Momma and I took a walk in the park at the end of my block today. Actually, I did the walking as I pushed her in a wheelchair through the park, around a little pond, past a Splash Pad play area, and home again. I tried to make it interesting as I pointed out various trees, flowers and critters along the way. Though she enjoyed it (especially seeing the children joyfully playing at the Splash Pad), the walk was peppered with worry and fretful questions.
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