Archive for June, 2017

Forest Hill


Let’s say you broke your hip 5 months ago, and you are eager to walk less like Frankenstein’s monster and more like your old self, and you know you have to do your exercises and do a lot of walking to get stronger and faster…. Oh, let’s just say it’s ME, because of course it is.

I try to get outside each day to walk a bit, but I’m still a little unsteady on my feet. I often feel that bumping into someone or something could send me sprawling (been there, done that) and so I’m cautious of crowds and uneven ground just now.

Sidewalks seem treacherous to me these days, fraught with all sorts of things to trip me up. Cracked concrete, pebbles or gravel, uneven pavement. It gives me the heebie-jeebies. The Lakewalk is nice and smooth, but I currently walk at a snail’s pace, and would be passed by bikes, strollers, joggers, kids on skateboards, dogs on leashes, and other things that might sneak up behind me and throw off my concentration. Walking is serious business these days.

But I’ve managed to find the perfect places to walk: Cemeteries. Aside from the bucolic setting and historical headstones, lush green grass and beautiful old trees, cemeteries are generally free of bikes, dogs, walkers, runners and crowds. They are peaceful and serene. Of course if you manage to actually fall, you’re completely on your own.

How many ghosts does it take to…. Well.

At Forest Hill in Duluth, the scenery is breathtaking and you can walk long stretches (if you count one block as a long stretch) without being accosted by pitfalls. Earlier this month, all the ducks and geese and other quacking critters were on the ponds, showing off their babies. What a sight! So glad I had taken my camera.

Go have a look when you have time.

Take bread.


Baby ducklings out for a swim.

Mom (or dad, I can never tell) keeps a watchful eye on the babies.

“Take a picture. It’ll last longer.

And so I did.