Weekly Walk 28
The fourth week after the vernal equinox, we hiked in the rain, with my son playing ninja and scaring me by disappearing off the trail from time to time and proving … Continue reading Weekly Walk 28
Tag: Weekly Hike
Weekly Walk 27
The third week after the vernal equinox, our hike was 36°F. And look! It’s winter again! *sigh*
Weekly Walk 26
The second week after the vernal equinox, our hike was 46°F and very windy.
Weekly Walk 25
For our first hike after the vernal equinox, it was 42°F and windy with just a bit of snow left on the ground from our first-day-of-spring snow showers.
Weekly Walk 24
I was quite sick this week, and we had to work hard to eke out a hike before the vernal equinox in a few days (it’s the twelfth week since the winter solstice). Luckily, I … Continue reading Weekly Walk 24
Weekly Walk 23
Eleven weeks after the winter solstice, and we’re definitely getting closer to spring. It was 46°F when we left the house and it warmed by ten degrees during our walk. We were … Continue reading Weekly Walk 23
Weekly Walk 22
Ten weeks after the winter solstice, and I’m reminded of the holding pattern feeling of late autumn. Winter seems about done, but spring hasn’t yet taken hold.
Weekly Walk 21
Nine weeks after the winter solstice and about nine hours before some big old thunderstorms, we had a chilly, rainy hike.
Weekly Walk 20.5
Two days after our frigid hike on Valentine’s Day, the temperatures rose ridiculously, so we took a bonus hike, just to be out in everything to experience the difference. For this … Continue reading Weekly Walk 20.5
Weekly Walk 20
This week—eight weeks after the winter solstice—we took a bonus hike to experience both the near-record low temperatures followed by near-record highs two days later. First, the cold hike, which took … Continue reading Weekly Walk 20
Weekly Walk 19
Remember how I said it felt like spring last week? It’s now seven weeks after the winter solstice, and we’ve had two winter storms since our hike last week.
Weekly Walk 18
It’s six weeks after the winter solstice, and darned if it doesn’t feel like spring.
Imperfect Happiness 