Friday, December 14, 2012
I am walking my three miles a day. I am enjoying walking my three miles, even.
I am in the country. Lovely scenes of nature, healthy air, all that, right? Urk.
I walk on the road from my house, and this is the walk. Turn right from driveway. Walk uphill to neighbor's where the skunk sprayed. Try and not breathe heavily. Oh, uphill. Not really an option.
Walk on, to where neighbor has cleaned out his brush patches and burned them... With diesel. Cringe at odor, walk on.
Sniff, blow nose, clear it juuuust in time to get to where someone is drying clothes. I don't know what they use, but I start to have a drippy nose, and sneeze. I manage to get to the end of the road, and turn back, so we have drying clothes, diesel, and skunk, in that order.
Then I pass the horse barns. The place is kept clean, so there isn't usually a smell, or if there is, it is ceadary. NOT TODAY! The farrier was there, and his forge smells of sulfur.
I walk quickly...
Pass my drive, to go the OTHER way, and... OH, CRUD. Or maybe OH, CUD. The farmer fed his cows. Silage. For any that do not know, this is fermented grass, sometimes with sweeteners added. And it smells GAWDAWFUL. Cows love it. I move as quickly as I can to by pass the odor. And then remember the last odor I have to endure...
As well as the visual. Rural area, lots of pasture. Deer.
One decided to play chicken with a car, and lost. And it has been on the menu for lots of creatures. It also is... Fragrant.
So, I get up to the turn around, trot as quickly as I can, passing dead deer, and silage, and back home.
This walking is GOOD for me. I keep telling myself that. But ya know, my nose is raising quite the argument for some other activity...
(While all of this is true, most of it is temporary, and so I just smile, knowing that later on in the season, I can enjoy more picturesque and a LOT less stinky walks...)