Blue Skies, Wind and Stink

“In the vast emptiness of the blue, my soul rejoices listening to the soundless music of the wind.”

― Banani Ray

I spent another afternoon last week at Heckrodt Preserve, getting in a daily walk and, as my mother used to say, “blowing the stink off.”

I thought that always a strange thing to say since long walks tend to make me hot, sweaty and possibly stinky.

I have found joy at Heckrodt on these sunshine, blue-sky days, taking in mid autumn warmth on my face and noticing how the sun’s rays dance off the water and through the trees.

Mom used to walk quite a bit, probably because she never drove, after failing a driving test three times. Operating an automobile was not in her DNA. Instead, she walked everywhere when my brother and I were growing up, which was easily accomplished in a small town. My brother and I had to do the same or ride our bikes since dad was working and wasn’t available to drive us anywhere in the Chevy Impala on a whim.

Mom continued her walking ways for as long as she was steady on her feet. That, and an occasional bike ride, was her form of exercise and she never seemed to tire of that path.

During these colder days, heading into winter, I’m attempting to channel mom and stay fit with daily walks. Our temperatures are still fluctuating, but most often I have to wear windbreaker pants over jeans, a couple of warm layers, a down coat, neck warmer, hat and gloves. Heading into the wind can be cold to start, but I tend to be hot and sweaty by the time I arrive back at the starting point.

I wonder if I’ll be sweating, though, when the high temps drop below 30F and I’m walking through snow and blue skies and feeling the soundless music of the wind.

Perhaps those are the days any potential stink will blow away.

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17 responses to Blue Skies, Wind and Stink

  1. Dan Antion says:

    Do you push yourself through, or go you enjoy the cold crisp air? As long as I know I’m not lost in the woods, I like walking in the cold…to a point.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Same here, Dan. To a point. I’ll find out how brave I am when 15 degees and a nice NW breeze awaits. It might be time then to drag out the yoga mat instead.

      • Akkk! You and Dan both need winter homes in the desert. Sure, in winter it gets down into the teens overnight (and occasionally below zero), but as soon as the sun comes up, it warms up to something bearable even on the coldest days. Burrr… I don’t do snow well. LOL. Good luck with the winter walks.

      • bikerchick57 says:

        Ha! I’ve endured 62 winters in the Wisconsin cold and have to say I only hate it when the temps are 10F and below, with a stiff wind. That is definitely cold, but I have the luxury this year of not going outside in that kind of weather if I don’t have to. Those will be the days of yoga and stretchy bands.

  2. My dad used to say that, too, when he found us inside on a nice day watching the TV. I need to heed this advice – it’s been miserable weather up here – and I’m feeling my limbs atrophying. Today, I shall de-stink!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Good for you, Maggie! It’s hard to get going when outside does not look pleasant. I hope you have sunshine and a good de-stinking walk today.

  3. It’s lovely to walk where your mum used to walk Mary and it looks so peaceful there. I can imagine it will be gorgeous and invigorating when the temperatures drop 😉 xxx

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Mom did not walk in those woods, but she religiously walked her neighborhoods and a number of parks in her lifetime.
      I would like to go back to Heckrodt the first time we have a wet snow that clings to everything. It will be beautiful!

  4. murisopsis says:

    I was out on last Sunday and the wind was so fierce that not only was the stink blown off but I think my freckles were removed too!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      LOL! We had a day like that recently, but I did not go out. Wind gusts of 40-50 mph are not fun and would probably remove more than just freckles.

  5. Ally Bean says:

    I haven’t heard that expression in years. Oh how I do love the idea of your mother saying that. Your photos are great. Not stinky at all.

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Thanks Ally! I can still hear mom’s voice saying that expression as she tells my brother and I to go outside and play. Long ago good times!

  6. I love how you came full circle with this post, Mary J. I had never heard “blowing the stink off.” What a great saying!
    Actually the word “stink” hooked me — I had to know what smelled bad. You see, somebody already filled the community trash cans to overflowing (3 days before pickup) — just when I had particularly stinky trash to take out. (Thanks to a bag of rotten potatoes from Walmart…) Thank goodness I have plenty of febreze.
    Hugs on the wing!

    • bikerchick57 says:

      Thanks Teagan! Stinky garbage is the worst, especially if it includes treasures from the litter box. We get that here too – someone moves out or does a purge and I have to leave the bag outside the bin because it’s overfilled. Thankfully, the bin is far enough away from me that I never smell it. Ewww on the rotten potatoes. You need a refund!

      Hugs and Happy Saturday!

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