We woke up to a beautiful world, fresh with powdery snow. And ended up walking in a big ol’ pile of slush! It was cold and grey, the sun hidden behind thick clouds and a bitter wind. By the time we went for our walk, things were already starting to thaw and melt. My poor shoes, which once were waterproof, soaked up every puddle we walked through. Well, Wee Daftie went through them, I tried to avoid them with varied success.
Fortunately, Wee Daftie wanted to head back down to the weir, which meant we had shelter from the wind along the paths. It didn’t get any brighter during our walk, but the respite from the cutting breeze was very welcome.
We saw some people swimming again this morning. Brave souls. I was desperate to hide from the cold and here were maybe a score of folk embracing it. We like walking in all weathers, not sure I’m at that level just yet!
Today was one of those days where I wished I had a continuous recording device for her. Honestly, her chat was outstanding while we walked. Telling stories of monsters, her many pets (Puffy the kitten, Alfonso and Rocco the puppies), chatting about the birds we saw, the ones she wanted to see, her favorite food (pizza and sausages, not necessarily together), tales of her primary school and friends. It was a never ending stream and so magical.
We made it home in time for lunch, with our goal reached, and for me to volunteer with the Lothian Breastfeeding Buddies again. My girl was brilliant for the hour I needed to concentrate and essentially ignore her. She chimed in a couple of times – “Mammy? What does pumping mean?!” – but was very happy to let me do my thing. Superstar.
In case you’re wondering, I did answer her question, just not immediately after she asked!
Another good day to mark the end of three weeks of walking. Just over one more to go. How brilliant! We have a fun walk planned tomorrow with Auntie Numbnuts, which Wee Daftie is really looking forward to. And I suppose I am too!
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