A friend took me out today for a belated birthday lunch at my favorite Indian/Mediterranean restaurant. Inspired as I am every day by this blog, I ordered something I'd never tried before, a dish called Shish Taouk, which turned out to be big pieces of spiced chicken and green bell pepper roasted on a skewer and served with vegetables over basmati rice. It was quite good, and so was the conversation, especially since my friend is also a cat lover and allowed me to burble on and on about our two darling kitties.
After lunch I decided to take get my steps in by walking to a library to drop off a DVD, a distance of something over a mile. On the way, I saw a rustic looking staircase across a parking lot, and, once again inspired by this blog, decided to investigate. A sign at the top of the stairs told me I was entering Beaver Pond Natural Area. The area was, indeed, left natural, not manicured at all but cluttered with twisted trees, many of them fallen. I followed a muddy path alongside a creek, full of hope but no expectation that I might see beavers. Whatever critters may have lived in the area surely knew I was there, but none revealed itself to me. It was peaceful, though not particularly quiet since there is a main street nearby.
After leaving BPNA, I made my way to the library, then headed back toward my car for the second half of my walk, which took me past the light rail station. A car pulled up and a flustered woman asked if I knew where she could drop off her daughter for the train. I said "Let her out right here and I'll walk her to the station." I might normally simply have given directions and been on my way, but I remember how daunting I found my first visit to the light rail, even though it's laid out quite sensibly. It wasn't out of my way, and afforded me some of that Good Samaritan glow that comes from being nice to someone for no reason.
And there you have it, some, but not all, of the best parts of my day.
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