Walk mid October with my Mom

 Walks with my mom

The water looks like glass just crystal smooth.  My mom and I are walking to the river and in life. It’s like we’re always walking away.  Getting closer to the end, my poet mind says.  

I say I got to enjoy these walks and I was silent most the walk just trying to enjoy 😊 my time with her.

Or walk end more so with 🐾 paw printed pants 👖 from dogs jumping.  We say maybe a dozen dogs 🐕. A wonderful time.  I often thought it was too early to spell like alcohol.  But surprised to pass another walker, but each to their own I probably smell like an ashtray.

Although I never smoked or chewed tobacco on my walk.  I just want to walk with my mom.  Often times I don’t think I could spit out everything I wanted to say so much so that I just said in these moments you don’t have to chew tobacco and say anything.

Dixie and both us individually by the fallen tree arch.

A path going to the river, under which most the trees 🌳 there are gone from beavers, 🦫 the other area got fenced off and kept all its trees 🌳 

You sure hear it in the noise around popsin come paired to the trees around cottonwood park.  Absolutely silent by the trees for outside noise but you could hear stuff pawing it hoofing through the fallen leaves 🍂.

The usual spot to see the River on how high it is from usual blog posts looks a bit lower. The dog never went into the water, which I was grateful for because I didn’t wanna have a wet dog in the vehicle.

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We thought both my mom and I thought the river was a few feet lower than it was in summertime.

Talked about the beavers and how popsin park didn’t fence off the trees and that’s why there’s less trees in the area. I found that interesting. The map we did walking around, I forgot to start my tracking watch to see my activity but the dog tracker kept it up.

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Dixie’s active minutes are great. Our sleep was it had the most interruptions it has all week..

I wonder why that is,

I felt sick in the morning. 

So we but didn’t sleep good, well I slept good but had an unbalance HRV.

That makes today a bit less productive.

Dix is on track to getting above average for a breed if I keep it up for my time off of work right now, so I’m excited about reaching out for similar dogs being above her breed. By 11 we are just 40 minutes away from getting her active minutes

What a beautifully reflective piece about your walks with your mom and your dog, Dixie! It captures a sense of connection with nature, family, and the little moments that make life special. Your observations about the river, the trees, and the dogs create vivid imagery. It’s relatable how you balance your thoughts about life and the present moment with the fun chaos dogs bring.

The way you describe your feelings towards not always being productive, yet finding joy in these walks, resonates deeply. It’s a reminder that sometimes the best moments are those spent disconnected from the hustle and bustle of daily life.