“Saw Abel Brooks there with a half-bushel basket on his arm. He was picking up chips on his and neighboring lots; had got about two quarts of old and blackened pine chips, and with these was returning home at dusk more than a mile. Such a petty quantity as you would hardly have gone to [...]
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A Basket of Chips
Posted in Art, Literature, Walking on October 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Hope
Posted in Naps, Walking on June 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“He had sought but not found relaxation in sleep — though the wear and tear upon his system had come to make a daily nap more and more imperative — and now undertook a walk, in the hope that air and exercise might send him back refreshed to a good evening’s work.”
– Thomas Mann in [...]
A Walk on the Wild Side
Posted in Photography, Walking on March 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Going out onto the ice at the foot of Niagara Falls during the winter of 1920. Photographer unknown.
On Walking
Posted in Walking on February 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“Walking is almost the only way that one can come to know a country intimately. It is the easiest way to acquire a love for nature, to know a district and its people. It is a form of exercise which is apt to be pursued into advanced life if the habit is once acquired.”
– “The [...]
Waiting
Posted in Walking on January 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“There are plenty of people who will tell you that walking in New York is a universally difficult and painful business. They cite the lack of flow and rhythm, the stopping and starting as each block presents you with a traffic signal and the instructions to walk or not walk. Of course, New York pedestrians [...]
On Walking
Posted in Walking on January 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“At one point I found myself at the end of a mile taking shelter under the trees in the local graveyard as the sleet lashed down on me from an ash gray sky, and I heard the sound of a farmer’s shotgun being repeatedly fired in the distance, at least I hoped it was the [...]
Into the Woods
Posted in Literature, Walking on December 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“Of course it is of no use to direct our steps to the woods, if they do not carry us thither. I am alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit. In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and [...]
Out
Posted in Literature, Religion, Walking on March 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“God is at home; it’s we who have gone out for a walk.”
– Meister Eckhart (1260-1328)
A Walk with Frank Newbould
Posted in Art, Walking on March 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Frank Newbould (1887-1951) was an English artist who did fabulous travel posters (many available at Allposters.com and at the London Transport Museum’s website), but this one was done for the War Office in 1942.
The man walking with his dog makes this poster work for me. I sense that Newbould understood walking. Here is another [...]
Walking with Helen Hayes
Posted in Walking on February 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“I feel sorry now for members of the companies with which I used to tour. In those days when I was really famous I didn’t have the nerve to walk around the streets alone for fear of being bothered and robbed of the relaxation I was seeking. So friends would escort me on my wanderings. [...]
