Slowing Pace Sparks Creativity

Roxy, my dog, and I have been downgraded. It seems the veterinarian, my real physician and my doctor/wife all concur that I need to cut back from running to walking.

What brought this about? I hurt my knee. As in, running was becoming extremely uncomfortable and painful. Some popping and grinding seem to be emanating from Roxy's hips and back legs. So, for now, we've slowed down.

One effect of this transition is that we are noticing a lot more around us. To date, we've seen chipmunks, bunnies (14 in one morning is our personal best), hawks, cats, a plethora of squirrels and birds, and a fox. We smelled a skunk once, but, sadly, did not see it.

Regardless, the slowing of our forward momentum has sparked some interesting creativity in me. Good or bad, I'm really not sure. I'll let you be the judge of that.

Here's part of my walk inspired song. For reference purpose, it's sung to the tune of George Thorogood's tune, "One Bourbon, One Scotch, One beer."

    One bunny, one chipmunk, one hawk.
    Ya know we ain't seen our animal friends since yesterday

    I wonder what they do when we go away

    But every morning when we take our walk

    We see one bunny, one chipmunk, one hawk!

    One bunny. One chipmunk. And one hawk...

I'll keep you posted of any further creative musings sparked by our morning walks!