The idea started last night as I lay in bed and thought to myself, it’s going to be too hot to walk tomorrow, unless I do it very early in the morning. I then thought, I’ll make a new blog called “sunrise chaser” and walk as often as I can at sunrise for a year. As I always do with my grand new plans and schemes, I texted the idea to my sister, an avid hiker, who lives five hours away. She responded “we can do it together!” I thought about it more as I walked the mile up our road and back this morning, and decided “sunrise chaser” or “dawn chaser” was too restrictive–I just want to get into a habit of walking every day, whenever and wherever I can, long or short, fast or slow doesn’t matter. Also, it’s too poetic–I want this to be a plain old prosaic, ho-hum kind of habit and a ho-hum kind of blog. This morning at 6:30 I snuck out quietly to keep the cats from following me. I was lucky to see a gorgeous sunrise at the top of the hill.
Looking north over pastures. Part of the time I listened to “Two Steps from Hell” music on my phone with earphones. Part of the time I enjoyed the sounds of birds and frogs and grasshoppers. A school bus passed me, taking kids to the first day of school. I surprised a long-haired Siamese cat on mouse-hunting rounds. I smelled the punky cidery scent of wild apples that lay in carpets under trees, some eaten by deer, some picked by me for applesauce, but many rotting fragrantly and turning eventually into dirt again. My long, long shadow marched ahead of me on the road as I walked back home, the sun already hot on my back. Good start to the day!