The paths are warmer

 Two walks

I get walking to the parks, it's almost another world walking.

we go to different parts of the west side.  we start walking by canyon meadows and i go thats where i got a serious concussion. the folks say i thought it was in sandstone with those big houses. thats when i went in the hospital. we had a dead line in canyon meadows that had to work in the wind storm to finish the job. thats when a huge piece of sheet wood flew up and knocked me into convulsions.

I ever went to the hospital, yet i am sure my brain was bleeding from the stories of trauma and disaster that occured over that period. homeless for parts.

yet we go walking a almost jump from seeing a snake on the path. trying to stay warm in the weather change on the path.  i wonder where it is going to stay for the winter.

another time we walk the park the dog jumps up on the bench.

walking is another world,  even when you live in the city they build all these incredible parks that seem like another world of the city.

i get home do the laundry ad that decreases the stress,  yet the jobs keeps lining up,  and i have to say its, seems to never get done. i am going to put on a load of dishes as i say this and finish the blog, get that out the the way and this log. ends by telling you to get some laundry done and empty the dishes, load the dish washer,  and litle bits each time and then its not such a big task when dit happens.