On Wednesday, I got out a 5.12-mile lumber and felt pretty good, other than some continued coughing fits left over from my seemingly endless battle with the flu, which I contracted a mere 28 days ago.
Other than a couple of birds, I didn’t see too much catching my eye to photograph, but as usual, I did find some woodsy goodness and nature nubbins here and there.
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I was back in the woods early Thursday morning for 5.28 more miles.
Thursday was one of those mornings when I saw stuff I wanted to photograph, but what I wanted to photograph didn’t want to cooperate.
I did get a shot of my friend the Osprey flying high overhead, so that was sort of a bonus. Other than that, it was more birds and some random woodsy shit.
I ran into The Guy My Imagination Accused of Living in The Park when I was on River Trail, and he excitingly told me about the coyote he had seen just a few minutes before. That made me feel a tad less crazy about some of the tracks and sightings I’ve had over the past year or so.
I only need 4.03 miles to hit my 25-mile weekly minimum hiking goal, so that should be fairly easy on Friday. I hope.
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Unnecessary update on the state of my mind’s blissful ignorance
(Not to be confused with the 2025 Ignorance is Bliss Tour)
I am currently 5 months and 1 week into not looking at any news and/or entertainment outlet that isn’t dedicated to music, photography, art, European football (soccer), beer, boobs, bikes, hiking, or cooking.
This avoidance of red-hatted cult members and The Great American, turned Global Shit Show, for which they are responsible, is not ideal for human interaction and not suited for everyone, but as the saying goes, “Sometimes you do what you gotta do, not to take a rope to the attic.”
Yes, my bubble of ignorance gets penetrated sometimes due to the leader of the aforementioned cult-like shit show putting his tiny paws on virtually all that is good in the world and turning it into a steaming pile of shit, and when that happens, I know it’s time to distance myself further for a bit, as I did a month ago when I needed to remove myself from Instagram for a few weeks.
I’m back on IG but with renewed vigor about policing who and what I let myself look at or read. Because I can control what I write and post (photos of critters and stupid shit), but I can’t control what others write or post. And while I most often agree with whatever rant against the current regime has been posted, I won’t be drawn into having my ignorance de-blissed with things that I can’t control, no matter how much I dislike them.
Despite my ignorance, I remain resolute in my core views and continue to live my life as best I can and be there for the people I love. I just have to avoid nearly all media outlets, half the country, and anyone who I can’t trust not to be an asshole or say asshole-type shit. Thankfully, avoiding society and people is kind of “my thing.” Not to mention, there aren’t all that many people who actually want me around them, either!
#stayignernt
Later.