Fiddler's Elbow

This morning I didn't actually walk the whole of the Fiddler's Elbow-but I like the name; and a very descriptive one it is at that. I really wanted to find a greenway or bike trail but if you look up these things online (and I did-for quite a long time, and more than once) you won't find them in Washington County-at least not close to where I live, and I only went out for 3 miles-or in this case 5k, it amounts to about the same thing. So I hit the streets, again.

The thing I don't like about walking on the roadside or along a busy road on a sidewalk is the noise. Don't you just wish you could put a muffler on the darn vehicles that boom by as loud as if they were in a competition to be the most obnoxious? There were several in championship running this morning; how discordant against the backdrop of birds chirping and crickets clicking.

I sprayed the bug spray on my visor and gently around me before heading outside, it doesn't seem to matter though, there are little gnats that flit around the edges of the visor anyway. So, I picked a bit of bergemot that was growing alongside the road, and it was a fragrant way to swat them away, and when I got home it looks rather happy sitting in the bottle of water on the counter.

My Nike + tells me to get more exercise...so I'll go back to the day and walk around some more.
-later