Confessions of a Street Walker – Part 36

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.

Today’s walk was COLD. After our first tastes of spring and some warmer weather, we were rather shocked by a good old Canadian dumping of snow yesterday. There was not a lot of accumulation but our recently sprouted spring flowers were complaining mightily (as were the humans that enjoy them). Hopefully there was not too much damage. I had walked yesterday but it was only around the neighbourhood and not a part of my walking project. I confess that I wanted to wait until tomorrow when the weather was promising to be warmer but I bundled up again, tied up my shoes and headed out.

In Ontario, we have been shut down again. We are asked to stay at home and not interact with anyone outside of our household except for essential purposes. Thank goodness that most exercise is deemed essential. I am walking on some of the most isolated roads that the Regional Municipality of Hamilton-Wentworth has. Today I headed out to Greensville again. I am parking at the public library and I will eventually be walking east and west and north and south. I am hoping to get quite a few roads done from that one parking spot. It’s a good thing because places to leave my car are rather scarce on country roads.

Left my painted rock (a ladybug) in the Little Library on Highway 8. Compliments on this library. There were some really good choices in there. Scored the book ‘Educated’ which was on my Recommended Books list. Thank you little library.
Walked across a lake according to Google Maps.
If it hadn’t been so cold, I might have stopped to take some closer pictures of this barn. Intriguing.
Will have to drop in on this place once the government says it is safe to do so.

I managed to walk through three separate incidents of ‘snow flurries’ which, I confess, did not thrill me to bits. Looking forward to seeing the rest of the Greensville area over the next month or so.

Confessions of a Street Walker – Part 35 – Epic Walker: A Duck Story

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.

Since starting this walking project of mine, I confess that I’ve become totally impressed by “epic walkers.” Folks that have taken their walking to another level and something about it becomes epic. Sometimes it is distance or maybe location. Lots of things can make walking epic. I like it when I can watch or read about their walking projects and through social media I have ‘met’ some of them. I guess I just feel a connection with people whose walking takes on a life of its own. Herein follows the story of an epic walker local to Hamilton.

There comes a time in every community’s life that a superhero appears. Gotham City has it’s Batman. In Hamilton we have Lewis. Lewis Mallard. Lewis Mallard is an artist in Hamilton and he is a duck on a mission and his mission just tickles my fancy. I started following him on Instagram. @lewis_mallard

Click on the video to learn why I am such a fan of Lewis Mallard
Lewis finds a friend

Wandering around Hamilton is something I have enjoyed doing and I have had the chance to chat a bit with some pretty nice people. I have not yet spotted Lewis in the wild but it is on my bucket list. Like Batman and his secret identity, Lewis does not seek attention for himself but has a greater good to do. We need more ducks like Lewis.

Since I started making encouragement rocks and leaving them while I am out and about on my walks, I decided it might be fun to try to create some Lewis Mallard Duck Eggs. One of Lewis’s art series shows us that things are not always what they seem to be. I attached one of my favourite pieces to egg-ish looking rocks and it seemed to work out.

Are those Lewis Mallard Duck Eggs?

I hope to leave some duck eggs in Gage Park sometime this spring and I look forward to spotting Lewis in the wild one day.

This sits near my front porch and makes me happy each time I see it.