Learning to mark my pauses
I am trying to master a new skill. That is. Letting auto punctuation. Turn my magic words into magic text. It’s working when you pause it. A bit of a mystery. But then, so are many things in my life. I tried. And they failed. And I tried again. Like learning to ride a bike? So be it. Right now I’m watching videos. From Newfoundland. Learning about the different places that people walk on trails. No big plan in mind, I just want to know more. I have some trepidation. Based on previous experience. Our last time in Newfoundland that we went out walking. We came to the edge of a cliff in the fog. It was only the change in sound. They gave us a cue that something was different. And wisely, we halted. We were on the edge of a very high drop to the ocean. So you can see why I am more willing to take my time going forward. It seems that the trails in Newfoundland are rugged. In keeping with the rocks, I guess. I want to find out more. The videos are deceiving because I no longer see as much. If the narration is up to snuff. I have a pretty good idea of what they’re doing. But otherwise. Some days are just gray. There’s nothing to do with the fog. Take it from me, I will not be going on a bicycle tour anytime soon. That can be very challenging. Right now, we’re into a rainy period. My trip out to bring the bin to the road was enough to awaken one. A cold shower, if you will. Last evening, I had food from a community kitchen. The food was good. Although I do not know, the who or the why? But there was lemon pie. I should point out. The people who prepare meals for others are almost like angels. And that goes for my own meals. However, community kitchens still like to push bread. Apparently this is a holiday weekend. I mean. No sign from outside. But I do try to check the calendar from time to time. I do not want to be surprised. At least, not more than I already am. We are less then three months from the onset of summer. Tourists. And tourism? For those that can or will. I have not made any travel plans yet. Because that can be done. Rapidly. Still waiting to hear. If members of my family are coming by. I would hate for them to arrive to an empty house.
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