by KimBoo York | Feb 11, 2020 | Keely's Way
Despite years and years of practicing meditation (off and on), my mind wanders incessantly to dark places in the quiet zones of life. I am not a self-talker, I tend to spend most of my life silent, so I fill up the air around me with music or, on these morning walks,...
by KimBoo York | Feb 10, 2020 | Keely's Way
Back to work-a-day schedule, so walking far too early for dawn. Lake Ella, as always, is a dark and quiet and empty space at 5am. Due to the recent cold snap there weren’t even any homeless people sleeping anywhere. Not that they could, easily. The jetty gazebo was...
by KimBoo York | Feb 9, 2020 | Keely's Way
Keely was not willing to wait this morning so jumped on me — which involves mostly belly flopping on my own belly — and gave me a series of her odd growl-bark to roust me out of bed by 5am. I am not bitter. (i am so very bitter)But it was a full moon morning, which...
by KimBoo York | Feb 8, 2020 | Keely's Way
At least once a week, usually on Saturday, Keely gets to walk herself. I follow behind, being dragged along by the leash, as she spends at least an hour going whichever way she chooses. There are many stops along the way, but she has a set route in mind that, for...
by KimBoo York | Feb 7, 2020 | Keely's Way
Last night Keely did not get her usual 30 minute before-bedtime walk because a severe storm was in progress. Like most storms it took its own sweet time sneaking up on us — the region had been bracing for it since early morning — but did not hit full force in my area...
by KimBoo York | Feb 6, 2020 | Keely's Way
There is a massive storm line incoming that will hit our fair city rolling into the afternoon, and very unwisely TPTB at uni have decided the school will stay open for funsies. Which means I am going into work in a squall. Excuse me if I sound bitter. The walk this...
