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.
