Today, print the article, find a path, walk it and then sit down to enjoy the article after your walk.
The walk round Ardinning today was transformed by the snow. The last time I was here is was damp and boggy. Much better walking today with the ground frozen under the new snow. The odd slippy bit.
The snow brings the attention closer. Shapes are smoothed out and detail emphasised. Sounds are muffled and amplified at the same time. Detail of a nearby hill looms out of the white making it hard to judge the distance. Falling snow seems to reflect the landscape into the sky.
I didn’t print the linked passage, but read it with Reader View which cuts back distraction.
It seems fairly familiar ground to me, I’ve long thought walking as important in lots of ways. I tend toward the countryside and much shorted distances than Gros.
He dislikes an interrupted, uneven rhythm of a city walk. All my walks are interrupted, I stop, stare, snap pictures, examine droppings and dead animals. I also puff and pant uphill so need stops at uneven distances.
I love the interstitial, walking along the canal which is silting and slipping back to the countryside.
The final get up, get out and walk finds no argument here.
