Taking A Little Afternoon Walk...

I had to run an errand this afternoon. It wasn't far--normally, I'd hop in Donk the Subaru and drive over, but today, I thought I'd go for a walk.

What a beautiful day for a walk.

Since I began my career, I worked in offices, except for the past couple of years when I've telecommuted. Don't get me wrong--I LOVE working at home. I highly recommend it. But, when I worked in an office, I used to take public transportation and I'd take breaks as much as I could. In short, I was more mobile. Now, my commute is me walking from one floor to the next.

I have some exercise equipment close by and I try to use it, but I don't work out as much as I should. I keep thinking I should go outside and just walk around. For the past couple of months, I can use the excuse that it's too cold outside, but as the temperatures rise, I hope to take more breaks out of doors.

I only snapped a couple of pictures today. Just walking, I wasn't focused on taking pictures. It's not that there's a lack of things to see. I've lived in the same neighborhood most of my life, more than four decades. Much has changed and there'll be more changes. Homes being renovated and even a couple of new houses going up.

Yes, it will be a goal for me to get outside more. And if I do, I'll be sure to snap some pictures.

Searching For Stella...

I saw a flyer attached to a sign as I drove home, but due to the angle and the speed in which I traveled, I couldn't tell what it said. A neighbor child filled me in on the details as I exited my car and walked to my house.

"There's a dog missing," she said. I could see she was concerned.

"Are you looking for it?" I asked.

"We had a piece of paper with its picture, but the paper's gone." We continued walking. "It has white on its belly."

"I hope they find it," I said. She then turned to me and asked, "If you see a dog with white on its belly, can you let us know?"

I assured her I would.

I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, not necessarily to find the missing pet, but to get a little exercise. And if I found Stella, the missing French Bulldog, that's a bonus. I took my camera to see if I could capture anything interesting. Fortunately, I did get some exercise and I took some pictures, but the search for Stella netted zero results.

Here's just a sample of what I captured on my neighborhood watch. The Missing French Bulldog flyers accompanied me on my walk. If you have seen this adorable little dog, please contact its owner. I'm sure they're worried sick. I hope it gets found soon.