it was forty degrees when i changed into my walking clothes and hiking boots late yesterday afternoon and i raised a "want to come with me" eyebrow towards my hubby. he looked at me and smiled.
a thick and extremely wet fog had engulfed our entire town and was holding it hostage and i was determined to get up close and personal with it.
usually by this time of the year, my ability to see mother nature's beauty has dwindled and i pout, but not yesterday. yesterday i saw a stillness and a softness and even a spookiness that took my breath away. the ground beneath our feet didn't make a noise, even though it was still covered in leaves. instead, it was soft and quiet and i think somehow mother nature knew that "she" had thrown out her version of a red carpet for us to walk on.
my baby has been housebound for too long now. days have been spent kicking and screaming and without the darling personality she came home with, but yesterday, she was a happy camper. she cooperated beautifully and loved being out in the fog just as much as i did. i'll never really worry about her or any of her siblings and being outside with them. they were all born weatherproof. snort.
when we finished our walk and were heading towards the car, i noticed how damp our clothes were. my hubby said, "it was like walking through a cloud" and i smiled. it truly was just like that.
i'm so grateful he's retired now and gets to do spur of the moment, middle of the day things with me. blessed, i tell you. we are truly blessed.
