Snowflakes are slowly falling outside of my window this afternoon. The cold weather has returned for a few days. I had to bundle up in the winter coat, the scarf and the mittens to run errands on Saturday. The warm weather of the last couple of weeks has melted the ice on the ponds I run by. One night, I heard a rustling and a splash. Another night, I saw the wake of a swimming beaver. At running time, the temperature is predicted to be 34 degrees with the wind out of the north at 10 mph. I still have the piles of winter running clothes on the shelf in the bedroom and the mittens and the hats in the tray by the door. The cold and the snowflakes haven’t made a dent in my spring excitement.
I soaked alfalfa seeds overnight and started another sprouting adventure this morning using a different method. It will have its own post later this afternoon or tomorrow. It seems a lot easier so far than the sprouting canister method I tried last week.
Take care and thanks for reading.
PS. This afternoon’s snow frosted the grass. The sidewalks were wet, but not yet frozen this evening. I ran 4 3/4 miles. I was thinking earlier in the day about going further, but the run started too late. For the first and the last 1/2 miles, I run on a sidewalk that goes in front of houses. It is a narrow sidewalk unlike the rest of the route. When I turned the corner for the last 1/2 mile, I was startled by a deep bass bark. I looked up. There was a man and two dogs on the sidewalk three houses away. I recognized the bark. The dog has barked at me from the backyard of a house further down the street a number of times this winter. He is a big dog. His head was at the man’s waist. I like dogs. I decided, though, that this evening wasn’t the time to meet this one. It was dark and I was tired. I detoured down the nearest driveway and out into the street. The man was bent over talking to the dog about being quiet as I passed by.