A Walk In The Grass, on Cement, and Asphalt
Tonight I went for a short stroll outside. The sun was down hours ago as it is now about midnight.
As usual, I was barefoot. I spend as much time as possible unshod. (It’s a long story…)
This has given me ‘educated feet’. I grew up running from white paint stripe to grass patch on the mile walk to the city swimming pool. Shade was cherished. Black asphalt in the sun a known hell. Albedo education by contact…
Tonight I was reminded of that. A first step onto the walkway that had been shaded most of the day, but with some afternoon sun, was pleasant. Just a touch of warmth. A stray step to the side onto grass was cold and a surprise reminder to say on the path… Despite identical sun, the grass was cold, the path warm.
Stepping out into the street, the warmth was greater. Asphalt is…
View original post 1,157 more words