I work from home, which I love
. But even so, my work day is my work day. I need to be here to fight business fires, and to get things done. So it's unusual for me to sneak away for a walk. But today it's so lovely out. Crisp, cool with blues skies and the leaves changing on the trees. The sun is shining on my shoulders.
You can push the fallen leaves around with your feet as you walk...or sort of hop through them like celebrating your inner child. I wished I had taken my camera with me but because my dog Jersey goes with me I tend to forget. My hands are full with dog stuff. I forgot today too so will try to describe my walk as much as I can with words.
I decided that I could spare about 45 minutes and headed down the hill, through some old, not very nice homes, to the Gulch. Now the Gulch is a small valley with a creek running through the center that feeds into the South Platte River. It used to be pretty rough and tumble but it's had a few face lifts in the past few years as the city resurrected an old train line and Light Rail now runs parallel to the creek connecting suburbs to the city.
Jersey decided she wanted to go right so away we went
. We walked past the remnants of the community garden. This was it's first year and I've watched all season. These gardeners took their work seriously planting tomatoes, squash, lettuces and greens, onions and some things I didn't recognize. Now it is dusty and done. Some of the plots have already been cleaned and some people are procrastinating.
We kept on walking heading west as the Light Rail trains seemed to be going with us. Their rustle and clanging keeping us company as we strolled in the sunshine.
The next part of our walk takes us into some tougher areas again, some rental homes that look like they might fall down if the wind blew hard in a storm
. I became more alert because we were about to walk by a strongly fenced yard where a formidable German Shepard resides. That metal fence is crucial because he's a guard dog and he doesn't like other dogs. My Jersey knows he's locked inside and doesn't even look his way but I've seen times when that fence is cracked a little and I do NOT want an encounter with this canine! No way! We're in luck
as the gate is closed and the dog must be inside the house. Jersey snuffles through the grass and leaves just as content as she can be. I try to get the two of us to pick up our pace a bit, wanting to make this more of a workout.
Now it's time to cross the tracks to climb out of the valley to the other side of the Gulch. What are those guys doing? They are hanging art-work on the underpass, metal streamers that are going to look so cool when done. Way to go, City! We continue on, now heading east towards the river.
We have a disc golf course wandering around in the Gulch. And with today's gorgeous weather it does not surprise me that several groups of young men are throwing discs from one "basket" to the next. Two guys stop me to admire Jersey and I tell the story about her heritage..."half Aussie shepard & half coyote" from New Mexico. They are impressed, we enjoy the little break and they begin hurling their frisbees at the basket still higher yet on the hill. Swoosh, a train runs by.
We're still picking up our pace which is easier now that Jersey's had some time to sniff and do her thing. We climb out of the Gulch and go through an historic area. I see a lone man working on a mansion that was for sale for at least two years before someone stepped up and bought it. The price was right but you would have needed to put another $100-200k in it to update it and take care of the problems. As he was working on the woodwork under the windows, he said to me "I love this old home. It's gorgeous and the people who bought it have already done so much inside. I'm taking my time and doing this right because this place has so much soul, so much charm. I want to bring her back to life." I had been inside this house when it was on the market. You walk into the home and stare directly into a craftsman style staircase that makes two turns to get to the next floor. Behind the staircase is a two story window made up of small panes - breathtaking. This place will be a knockout, for sure.
We turn back onto my street. As we approach the house I take Jersey off her leash so she gets a little freedom and we head home. 45 minutes on the dot. Wonderful break for the day.