Sunday Stroll - As a Storm Blows In

Despite a brisk wind,

gray skies,

and very cool temps,

this was a day for walking.

This was a day to notice

small bits of green emerging.

This was a day to listen

to the crunch of my feet on the gravel

in the alley ways in town,

while birds called

to one another

in the bare branches.

This was a day to walk beside the river,

on the way to a cafe in town.

It is Sunday

in a small northern Michigan city,

so the donut shop was closed.

The deli was closed,

and my son and I arrived at the French cafe

as they were turning the sign.

But, because this is a small town,

they unlocked the door 

with a smile,

welcomed us in,

and made us espresso drinks

that kept us warm 

on the breezy walk home.

We took a new route,

down another alley

as we meandered through

 the quiet Sunday afternoon.

#beautyeverywhere

Wherever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you good company.