minnehaha falls and back
Sun! Above freezing temperature! Shadows! A great afternoon for a run, even if there were huge puddles, some soft snow, and a few slick spots. My left knee/hip hurts a little, but I decided to go run anyway because tomorrow it will be very cold. -2 (feels like -22) at 9am. Future Sara would be very upset with present Sara if she had not taken advantage of this weather. No headphones running south, then a playlist on the way back.
10 Things I Noticed
- a lot of the path was clear, with big puddles, but a few stretches, like on the double bridge or under the ford bridge, were still covered in grayish-white, gloppy snow
- someone was running below me on the Winchell Trail. We were parallel for a minute, but I was slightly faster, so we got out of sync
- someone else was running, with a dog, on the walking side of the pedestrian bridge, through the deeper, unplowed snow
- the falls were frozen — one tall column of ice with a dark hole in the middle
- at least 3 or 4 bikes, some of them were fat tires
- the river: all white, covered over with snow, no holes today, no sparkle either
- some dogs barking below, in the gorge
- they must have plowed the main roads earlier today; all of the entrances to the path/sidewalks were obstructed with short mounds of snow
- no geese, no turkeys, no crows, maybe a woodpecker
- forgot to take note of the sky while I was running, but earlier on my walk with Delia, I noticed it was bright blue with a few puffy clouds
Before I went out for my run, I thought about continuing my haunts poems, maybe adding some more to the sequence. A line popped in my head that I intended to think about as I ran, but forgot:
I was girl,
I really like this, but I’m not sure what to do with it yet.
study the masters/ Lucille Clifton
like my aunt timmie.
it was her iron,
or one like hers,
that smoothed the sheets
the master poet slept on.
home or hotel, what matters is
he lay himself down on her handiwork
and dreamed. she dreamed too, words:
some cherokee, some masai and some
huge and particular as hope.
if you had heard her
chanting as she ironed
you would understand form and line
and discipline and order and