Nothing like below-freezing temps to brisk up the walking pace! But with the sun beaming bright, illusory warmth, who am I to wimp out on a day like today?
BONUS: Today's quick-time stride generated a wee, wint'ry poem, to boot:
winter walk
at nineteen degrees,
snow squeaks under sole
(and in Celcius
that's seven below!)
-ch
BONUS: Today's quick-time stride generated a wee, wint'ry poem, to boot:
winter walk
at nineteen degrees,
snow squeaks under sole
(and in Celcius
that's seven below!)
-ch