Sunday, October 19, 2008
Early Morning Walk
I took this picture of our creek at sunrise about a week ago. With the weather changing, we tend to get some fog in the mornings - you can just barely see here a bit of mist rolling off the water. It bears repeating that I do not do anything special to my pictures because I do not know how. This is just what comes out when I press the button on the auto setting. The color here is exactly how it was that morning. Orange, pink, red. Amazing.
My grandmother on my father's side was an avid walker. She ate like a bird and walked every single day. She was known around here for delivering papers-and community updates-to the neighbors as part of her early morning walks.
She was featured in a Richmond newspaper back in 1972, and below are a few noteworthy excerpts:
"Some people think the sunset is one of the most beautiful sights on the earth. But CBW's Paternal Grandmother revels in the sunrise. Paternal Grandmother (PG) has a newspaper route in Mathews County. She arises at 5:30 every morning in every sort of weather to deliver the Times-Dispatch and the Daily Press to about 20 homes on or near her country lane....."
"....PG's daily walk, part of which is through wooded areas, is three miles. She has had her route for 10 years and accepts no pay. 'Oh, of course not,' she asserted. 'I'm a hopeless volunteer. Everything I do is volunteered.'
PG is a tall and slim woman with terrific posture and she believes in walking. She first started walking regularly as exercise when President Kennedy advocated it. 'Soon I learned I had to have a reason for doing all this walking, so I decided to take on a route.'..."
"....I don't consider delivering papers a chore, but a privilege to see everything that is so beautiful in the morning. I love nature. I see things that nobody else sees. There's always something different.
I would recommend walking to everybody, but I know they wouldn't take me up on it. I was talking to a couple just the other day who said everything is arranged in their home so they never have to go outside.
Well, to me, this is living like a mole...."
CBW back again.
My paternal grandmother died 7 years after this was written, but she kept up her daily walk just about to the bitter end. I remember I had a basketball game the day she died, and the coach told me I could sit out if I wasn't up to playing.
I played, because sitting idly on the bench and not being a part of the action didn't seem right and isn't what she would have wanted.
Walking is the easiest exercise you can do, if you are physically able to. Although I've fallen out of the habit, I intend to return immediately, especially after reading my grandmother's words from over 30 years ago.
Is it possible to walk and be in front of a computer simultaneously?
I'm having a devil of a time prying myself away from this chair.