Sidewalk Saturday, by Mary Stebbins Taitt. Two Honey Locust Pods with shadows, leaf and foot.
This blog is a place to post my "constitutionals," walks and ramblings and the musings of those adventures. I invite you to participate by posting comments or your own walking thoughts, your thoughts on my thoughts, or any other stray random ideas.



My "invisible trail" no longer winds through forest and woodland, through field and meadow, over stream and around pond--at least not most days. Most days, I walk along the city sidewalks where I am afraid to point my camera at the surrounding scenery, because the scenery belongs to the people whose yards I'm walking past. And paranoia runs high now because of terrorism. So I look down at the sidewalk, down at my feet, at the ice and snow and the petroglyphs of the city.