Sight, Smell, Hearing...WOW!
Paul's Walk to work.
So some of you know that I start my day with a walk to work. Its only about a fifteen minute walk or even a bit less. Everyday I pass the same thing and see the same stuff, but then about a week ago I starting seeing, smelling and hearing.
For those of you that don't know the downtown of Stafford Springs is like a Currier & Ives painting of a small quaint town built on a hill side. Krystal and I are lucky enough to own a house on just about the top of the highest point in the downtown area. While walking to work I look over the whole town and parts of Tolland winding through the river valley of the Willimantic River.
As some of your are all to well aware of, it's been right around 0˚F in the morning, for most of the week. A few days ago it was -4˚F and that's when I noticed a really awesome sight. The wind was only a bitter whisp of air that bit at any bare skin. The town was silent and wildlife was waiting, while the sun struggled to pierce through the bitter cold. All of the houses were silently breathing as far as I could see. Columns of soft steam, freezing as soon as it floated away from its warm environment and smoke rising out of every chimney dancing slowly with the breeze. The intoxicating smell of wood stoves floating on the winter air.
I then started becoming more aware of the sounds around me. First the scuff of the heal of my shoe as I walk on the sandy road, then the crunch of the salt and sand as I walk very carefully trying not to scuff my heal. While looking at my feet and walking down a quite steep hill (I know I probably look like a dork) I hear a wind chime that I must of walked past a million times...I stop dead to try and find it. When my eyes catch the cold black metal wind chime, I stop and close my eyes and face it. The sun is rising on my left cheek and I can feel a touch of warmth while my ears are listening to a mixture of the most beautiful chimes I have ever heard mixed with a bit of sounds coming up from main street as the town wakes. After about a minute I smile and walk the last few minutes to work.
Here are few images from other walks to work.
So some of you know that I start my day with a walk to work. Its only about a fifteen minute walk or even a bit less. Everyday I pass the same thing and see the same stuff, but then about a week ago I starting seeing, smelling and hearing.
For those of you that don't know the downtown of Stafford Springs is like a Currier & Ives painting of a small quaint town built on a hill side. Krystal and I are lucky enough to own a house on just about the top of the highest point in the downtown area. While walking to work I look over the whole town and parts of Tolland winding through the river valley of the Willimantic River.
As some of your are all to well aware of, it's been right around 0˚F in the morning, for most of the week. A few days ago it was -4˚F and that's when I noticed a really awesome sight. The wind was only a bitter whisp of air that bit at any bare skin. The town was silent and wildlife was waiting, while the sun struggled to pierce through the bitter cold. All of the houses were silently breathing as far as I could see. Columns of soft steam, freezing as soon as it floated away from its warm environment and smoke rising out of every chimney dancing slowly with the breeze. The intoxicating smell of wood stoves floating on the winter air.
I then started becoming more aware of the sounds around me. First the scuff of the heal of my shoe as I walk on the sandy road, then the crunch of the salt and sand as I walk very carefully trying not to scuff my heal. While looking at my feet and walking down a quite steep hill (I know I probably look like a dork) I hear a wind chime that I must of walked past a million times...I stop dead to try and find it. When my eyes catch the cold black metal wind chime, I stop and close my eyes and face it. The sun is rising on my left cheek and I can feel a touch of warmth while my ears are listening to a mixture of the most beautiful chimes I have ever heard mixed with a bit of sounds coming up from main street as the town wakes. After about a minute I smile and walk the last few minutes to work.
Here are few images from other walks to work.
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posted by Studio Foto at 6:13 AM
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I enjoyed reading that. Good writing... keep it up.
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