Today’s task to write a compact (not more than three paragraphs) haibun inspired by the concept of walking.
Outside this morning it is windy, the first strong winds of the season. We are heading out of autumn and towards winter and I feel the chill in the air as the temperatures begin to reflect the season. Either way it is the most pleasant time to be walking.
It’s not so cold as to be rugged up just yet and by the time I reach the top of the first hill I am feeling my body warm up and small beads of perspiration form along my upper lip. My puffing slightly, more from a lack of fitness than anything else.
Walking in this weather along old familiar paths is somewhat hard this morning. My feet are acting up, complaining, suggesting I go home get off them. Old age sucks I know that and soon surgery will help alleviate the discomfort. But on a beautiful cool breezy morning there is no better place than outside one foot in front of the other making my way there and back.
winter approaches at last
refreshing my soul