Walking...

Anytime the sun shines the first words out of Viola's mouth is "walking, walking, walking". She's a champ, so curious, so perceptive of the smallest most peculiar details. Its nice walking around with someone who has legs the length of my forearm. You really slow down and appreciate so much more. I wish I had her agenda. One that allows you to almost walk in reverse and take stock in your surroundings. To enjoy life's mystical, mundane details. Like cats perched on window sills, soaking in the morning sun.