Well, the Mayans clearly got it wrong, the world continued after their calendar expired even if the fiscal cliff looms.
On the penultimate day of 2012, after an afternoon nap, Audrey suggested we go on a walk. It was cool, but in the upper 20s, and when the wind is not blowing, upper 20s is truly not so bad. We headed up C Avenue with our son Ben, and headed east on the Lindale Trail.
The trail’s west end in Cedar Rapids was not cleared, but once we scrambled past a fallen tree, as we neared Marion, the Marion crew had taken over, and Marion does scrape its trails. The light was fading, so it was good that the trail was more clear. When we got to Lindale Avenue, we decided to walk through the neighborhood to the shorter trail, rather than take the long trail in faded light.
A winter walk makes you appreciate a city that scrapes its trails, and even more homeowners who do a decent job of snow removal. It has been many days since any snow fell, but some walks are clear, some were cleared after the heavy snow a week ago, but not since, and some merely have paths worn by the passage of booted feet.
It felt good to be out. The walk lasted about an hour, and when we were done around 5:30, it was dark, but not yet full night. It’s nice that the evenings are gaining, day by day, a little bit of light, and it was nice to be out for a stroll on a cool winter’s day.
So take that, Mayans. Long after some thought you said the world would end, the world was a nice place for a stroll.