Went for a long walk this morning. I want to get back to walking several miles everyday. The shopping center was deserted of the gang, but had no drought of shoppers. I wondered what Ferret, Big S, and Dexter had been doing. It has been so long since I've seen them.
Down from the shopping center, I passed Merl's diner and ran across the highway to the railroad museum. On the tracks was sitting a train waiting for the signal to turn green. I was trespassing, but the engineer didn't seem to mind. The Bulls (railroad police) rarely travel this far south from Atlanta.
"Are y'all going to do some switching in Lagrange?" I asked the Brakeman as he stepped out of the big GE diesel.
"No," he said. "We are heading straight to Atlanta."
On the walk home, I noticed beauty everywhere. The buds on the trees are just about to burst open, and the daffodils had sprung up out of the ground and were blooming. It the next week or so spring will be here in earnest. I am ready for the change in seasons, and it will reinvigorate my camping urges. I once camped out so often and fell out of the habit. I need to rekindle that love affair of sleeping outdoors in a tent.