I have three gold W's on my calendar so far for three days of walking.
The first day(Saturday) I went early in the morning, it was cool, the grass was wet with dew, the dogs and I came back with our feet soaked but it didn't matter, it was wonderful
The second day, of course, fell on Sunday. I woke up hurried to get to church (why, oh, why do I do this to myself?)so I didn't walk until late that evening after company had gone home and I was too tired to really enjoy my walk, but... I did it.
Tonight, the weather is still warm, too warm to enjoy walking, the air is heavy with humidity making it difficult to even breathe, but, Seth and I took the dogs and went.
Makes me feel better about myself to push through and actually do something I've needed to do for weeks now.
I appreciate Rachelle's little push in the right direction. I can see how she was/is a great pastor/priestess.

Our walking trail is a circle (well, actually an oval) around the perimeter of our land. It is a half mile with very little flat ground - gradual slope up and then down and back to the house. It started out years ago as a dirt bike trail for Charlie when he was younger than Seth is now. I have walked it for the 25 years we have lived here. Since we bought Em's golf cart 3 or 4 years ago it has become more of a road than just a trail. We often see deer which is always a thrill. We make a stop by the pond to let the dogs swim and drink. I never get tired of the landscape,noticing what wildflowers are blooming when, what the native grasses are doing (it's been a great year for the native grasses this year), grab a handful of seed and scatter it somewhere else or a handful of flower seeds to bring home to my wild gardens. In season we can stop to pick blackberries or a hand full of pecans and sometimes an apple off the tree at the top of the hill.

I'm looking forward to the cooler fall days that are surely coming soon. I need this. I need to walk. I need to live the rest of my days healthy and strong. I've watched my little Mother deteriorate over the years until she can barely walk and I will not that happen if I can do something to stop it.