Photolearningism

A DAY THAT STARTED YESTERDAY I can count the number of hours I slept last night with just a couple fingers. Development work on a website kept me going until the unrecognizable hours of the morning, and shortly after, it was time to get going to day-job work. It wasn't a bad day, but I worked hard and needed to find a place to quell my now-oversensative nerves. WHERE THE QUIET IS I went for a run on the Ridgefield Rail Trail, which has a way of getting me off on the right foot (Yes that was a joke and you may excersize your immune system with laughter). I smacked my foot soles for a few miles back and forth and felt like I still had the steam to go a little further, so I did. Latelly, I've been noticing my stamina has been growing, and I was thinking about slowly increasing distance to conquer at least a half maration some day.  CREEKS THAT SPEAK I had to make a stop at the East Fishkill library. While there, I decided to take another walk along the creek and ...

THE WALK After work today, I spent the evening lingering in Ridgefield, CT. It's a relatively small town, one that you could fully cross on foot in the course of an afternoon, if so determined. There is a park I'd been eyeing, on the way through to work, that I thought could be interesting to explore. Being that parking was something of a challenge near the park, I opted to keep my car at work, just a block or two away. The way by shoed feet was nothing short of adrenalizing (You may recall my previous descriptions of local roads in earlier posts). After patiently waiting at several road crossings (I didn't dare challenge cars for a piece of the road otherwise - seriously, how silly of me to try something as crazy as crossing the road!), I did safely arrive at my intended destination. THE PARK I ventured into an unnamed park that hugs Ridgefield Creek with a refreshing affection. A well maintained path gave me a steady direction and I gladly accepted its advice, sto...