It is possible that you have seen a rather peculiar woman walking around the streets of Hamilton over the last six years. If you have, I hope you gave a wave…because I am she.
Just because I have not posted here for a while does not mean that I have stopped walking. I have been wandering down rural Ancaster and Dundas roads. I am trying to get as many in as I can before the dreaded Canadian winter decends upon us. I do so enjoy the fall colours.
Fall has definitely arrived and with its cooler temperatures. I get to wear a jacket which is kind of nice because of the pockets. I end up dragging quite a bit of stuff along on my walks and during the summer I use a sort of fanny pack that has a slot for my water bottle. It reminds me of the 1960’s Batman and his trusty Bat Utility Belt which held all sorts of things – from grappling hooks to climb buildings to his ever so useful Batarang. While I have not required either of those I do need a place for a Ziploc bag in case it rains, Kleenex, usually some dried apricots, my encouragement rocks, my car keys and my cell phone. On country roads I also wear a high-vis vest.
I do not plan on walking on the country roads when they are wet and for sure not when there is snow piled up. When I walk on the shoulder I have to be prepared for oncoming traffic (thankfully a whole lot less than the city). So I will retreat to the city sidewalks closer to home. I do have a few streets to do because I did not get them done the first time through because they had not been built yet. My walks of Binbrook, Mount Hope and Ancaster show evidence of future roads. Large machines chewing up fields getting the land ready for sewer lines and the rest of the things that go into building roads and houses.
Come with me while I walk down Paddy Green Road.
Powerline Road East and then right onto Paddy Green where I walked southish until I got to Jerseyville Road. There were some pretty epic trees along Paddy Green.
I saw a crop growing and didn’t know what it was. I took a picture and posted it to my Facebook page asking friends to help solve the mystery.
There were a few really good guesses but the mystery was solved when my husband’s cousin’s daughter said she actually knew the farmer and that the crop was horseradish. Who knew? I didn’t.
But now I do. And so do you.