So I double and triple and occasionally quadruple-bagged myself (quintuple if you count my camisole underwear) and headed out. Sun shone, wind had dropped from yesterday, I had my hiking staff, and the sidewalks were generally clear or flat. So I walked over to Pauper's Pub and had their exceedingly indifferent turkey dinner, but it was mash and stuffing and gravy and rather more turkey than I wanted and rather less cranberry sauce. And so my itch is scratched, and I walked back home as well to work some of the piggishness off. Walking is still miraculously easier than last year, or in shoes this year, and so I must hope it continues.
The ways deep and the weather sharp/ The very dead of winter.
So I double and triple and occasionally quadruple-bagged myself (quintuple if you count my camisole underwear) and headed out. Sun shone, wind had dropped from yesterday, I had my hiking staff, and the sidewalks were generally clear or flat. So I walked over to Pauper's Pub and had their exceedingly indifferent turkey dinner, but it was mash and stuffing and gravy and rather more turkey than I wanted and rather less cranberry sauce. And so my itch is scratched, and I walked back home as well to work some of the piggishness off. Walking is still miraculously easier than last year, or in shoes this year, and so I must hope it continues.
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