It’s finally cold outside. I need my winter coat. No snow yet, but the local shops are putting up their displays and the Town is getting ready for a holiday blow out this weekend: tree lightings, caroling, special promotions at shops and restaurants. White lights are draped over trees in Arlington Center and trees are on sale, ready for ornaments all all that.
We’ll probably pick out a tree this weekend, just in time to kick off Hanukkah! I’ll have to dig out my husband’s menorah and remind him to get candles so we can light the thing. My travel arrangements for Buffalo are set and I’m starting to look around for presents to purchase or make.
Okay, so this is feeling cool. I’m getting into it. It’s been a little hard to get into the spirit since my mom passed, but enough time has transpired so that I can feel that holiday joy in my heart.
Onto things mysterious. My favorite mysterious photo is of a path leading to a mysterious destination. I’ve got a few of those floating around somewhere but wanted something a bit more current. Since I actually made it outside today, at least as far as the Starbucks across the street, I kept my eyes open for images that ask questions. Like, what’s on the other side?
I found a few other intriguing images. This one was kind of fun, since it caught a lonely object on a window sill of the Arlington Center Starbucks, as well as the reflection of the store and the town center.
Then, finally, this intriguing fellow painted onto a utility box in the Center. He’s just now become visible in his entirety. He’s looking for/at something. What?
The poor guy looks a bit washed out after all the snow.
Believe it or not, I’ve been kinda’-sorta’ sticking to my exercise schedule. The incredibly mild weather certainly hasn’t hurt. Today it was warm enough to go out without a coat. I decided to bring my camera along for the ride and came across a rather handsome doorway that all but cried out: “take a picture of me!”
So, I did.
I found that rather nice, especially with the sun shining down from a picture-perfect blue sky. I walked from Arlington Center to Arlington Heights, about 2 or 3 miles. That takes me about an hour to walk, although I tarried along the way to explore things and take pictures.
I came home via bus with a few grocery and drug store items to show for my ventures. I’ve got that pleasant fatigue you get when you exercise. And – my conscience is clear!