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| I would've liked your company at the beginning of my walk. |
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| After listening to the well-drilling behind my office window for hours, I needed the break. |
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| My walk is the best part of the day. |
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| Even though I have to force myself out, sometimes. |
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Dad has driven from his home in Kelowna, BC, down to Phoenix, Ariz., where he has been basking in 80F weather and golfing every day. He doesn't like cold weather at all; I'm teasing him. He soldiered through enough Saskatchewan winters that you'd never convince him he's missing a thing.
Emil phones his grandpa fairly regularly and usually I hear him say "I wish you lived here so I could see you more often." Alas, he is bound to be disappointed.
So I tease Dad.
"When you are old and crotchety, you can come and live with me."
Dad:
"That'll be the god damn day!"
We laugh, but we're both serious.
Winter is so bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteWow .. it is certainly winter there. Very pretty. How cold? When I walked back and forth to work, I never minded the winter walks. I dressed appropriately and was never cold. Wish I could walk with you :)
ReplyDeleteScott said minus-14C, which is about 5F. So, not cold at all! Actually with the wind, it is.
ReplyDeleteYeah, that is pretty cold and colder if there is a wind. It was 11C here today but that is ending. Tomorrow will only be 1C and maybe some snow. Wish it would make up its mind LOL
ReplyDeleteI had that same conversation with my Dad---I was both saddened and relieved. We would never have gone on walks together, but we would have stayed in the living room, drinking coffee and reading books.
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