I have had the opportunity, on several occasions, to find that the morning walk is one of the most pleasant walks. It is obvious that the success of an action, in this case, a walk, is influenced by many factors external to the action.
A walk, in the same place, is different if it happens in the morning, if it happens at lunchtime, or if it happens in the evening. The temperature differs, the crowds differ, the lighting differs, the...
My most recent walk was to my favorite spot, an avenue that becomes pedestrianized every weekend. It's a pleasure to walk without fear and anxiety on asphalt that in those days no longer belongs to cars!
I could say that it has become a place for dogs out walking their owners.
An early morning walk has the great advantage of avoiding the crowds. I haven't rushed to get up too early in the morning for a long time but a change of schedule made me get to this avenue before it was filled with walkers. I so love seeing the street without people and cars. It's an image reminiscent of some sci-fi movies.
This early morning moment is also enjoyed by runners. However, we did not see any cyclists. I can only imagine that runners and cyclists don't get along well...
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My walks are actually our walks, meaning my wife's walks with me. Although we always walk together and that should make the wife happy, well, it doesn't! She is unhappy that she walks more alone because I am always behind her, taking pictures.
I'm always on the lookout and trying to find special places or events, something that catches the eye and is unique to that moment and worth highlighting.
With my wife's help, I found a very small art gallery, with a small window facing the boulevard...
The artist in the gallery drew on the gallery walls and window and the young graffiti enthusiasts drew on the wall next to the gallery. What I found interesting was that the two forms of drawing, art, one amateur and the other professional, seemed similar and that each seemed to be inspired by the other!
Then I saw another art gallery. I liked the way the front was laid out and the paintings on display made me want to go in and see the exhibition, but it was too early.
What I liked most, though, was the image of a father and his son, for a beer and juice.
Photo taken later, after morning had turned to midday.
I remembered my youth and my son's!
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