Just as the sidewalks and path get completely cleared, another storm moves in. This afternoon rain then snow. Oh well. This morning it was great to run on a dry, almost ice-free path.
A gray day. Not dark gray, but heavy. Difficult to see clearly, everything out of focus. Reviewing my entries from the past year for my annual summary, I came across this description of trying to see on a gray day from March 2nd:
This light/color really messes with my vision and lack of cone cells. Looking up, the sky was almost pixelated, or maybe it was more like static? Not total static, like when tv stations would end programming for the night, but static sprinkled into the image, making everything dance or bounce or just barely move.log entry from 2 march 2022
I was able to greet Dave, the Daily Walker and notice that the river was open and full of ripples from the wind. I don’t remember hearing any birds, but I did hear something rumbling or buzzing, some sort of equipment for repairing the street.
I ran most of the way with no headphones. For the last mile, I put in Taylor Swift’s 1989.
10 Things I Noticed
- on the west side, the river was a dark gray
- on the east side, the river looked more grayish-brown
- hardly any color, almost everything gray, a few dead leaves in orangish-brownish-gold
- one panel of the black steel fence on the east side of the river is slightly bent and bows in the center
- several times dark, hulking shapes out of the corner looked like people approaching. They were trees
- tried to sync up my steps with a car horn that was honking repeatedly
- the wind was swirling, sometimes in my face, sometimes my back, helping me to run faster
- heard some dripping under the lake street bridge on the east side
- saw a tarp or a blanket on the ground under the lake street bridge on the west side
- noticed lots of leaves skittering across the snow, being pushed around by the wind
Completed a draft of another colorblind plate poem. I have 5 now. I’m pleased with all off the longer poems that fill the circle, but a little unsatisfied with the one word versions of the poems that are hidden in the colorblind test. It’s difficult to condense a poem into one 3-5 letter word!