solitary walking

Mondays and Tuesdays are my days without Elliot, and it’s been great having the break. Amy’s still very portable, so we are often out and about for at least part of the day.

Today we took Yoshi for a walk, and Amy fell asleep in the stroller. So it was just me and Yoshi, and I really enjoyed the chance to go at my own pace and essentially have some alone time. My favourite time to think is when I’m walking my dog.

The other aspect of walking alone, without toddlers, husband or friends, is that I pay more attention to the people I meet.

Today I met a man in his fifties who commented on Yoshi. This led to him revealing a childhood memory of him staying with some family friends who had a pointer. He explained it was a very positive memory, as the family friends were a loving family, whereas he had come from (in his words) a very dysfunctional family.

We chatted for a bit, and I left him with a smile on my face, knowing Yoshi had reminded him of a happy time from his past.

sunset walk

Elliot, Yoshi and I went for a walk a couple of days ago just as the sun was starting to set. It was beautiful.


I tried to get a good picture of Elliot and Yoshi together, but it didn’t work. Every time I tried to make Elliot smile, Yoshi would come toward me.

the boys

My pictures don’t really do justice to how beautiful the sky was. Too bad my husband wasn’t there to capture the moment!

dock sunset

We were out for about 90 minutes, and it got colder as the sun went down. Good thing Elliot was in his ‘Chuck Roast’ suit. I eventually covered his hands up — despite his protests.

toasty boy

If you looked west over the water, you saw the sun setting, but if you looked south, it was dark as night.

threatening sky

One of the prettier walks I’ve been on, that’s for sure!

first tracks

This morning Elliot, Yoshi and I got out to the park for a walk in the snow. I was a bit disappointed that we weren’t the first ones out there, as I wanted to make first tracks. But then we found a section where no one had been, and as I walked through the foot-deep snow with a 25 pound baby on my back I decided I was glad that someone else had broken trail for us for most of the walk. It was hard work!

At one point the sun came out and the reflection of the sun on the water with the snow in the foreground was breathtaking. I stood looking at the view for a few seconds so I could take a mental picture.

And now we’re back home, warm and snug, with the dog tired and happy.