I'm always grateful to bear witness to the "little" or "everyday" experiences that uplift my spirit and I often post said experiences on my blog. In 2020, I didn't post those sightings as much; partly because I was indoors for much of it and focused on engaging in some much-needed self-care and inner work. This past weekend included a sighting that wasn't at all "everyday" for me. I share because I'm still dining on the joy experienced. Over the weekend, as I was out in the world, enjoying the gorgeous weather, I saw a man walking on stilts. Yes. Stilts. My inner child was captivated. He was farther ahead on the sidewalk of a street I’d eventually turn right on, so when I did, our positions were such that I was now behind him. I would have taken a picture, but he was already quite a ways away and steadily covering much ground. His long, and from this distance, black hair, either in dreads or braids, was pulled back and hung past his shoulders. His, again from this distance, seemingly fitted, black top was paired with loose, colorful, patterned pants with the stilts, showing below. At one point, a jogger crossed to my side of the street, covered enough ground to get closer to the man, before pulling out his phone, snapping a pic, smiling at the pic and, then turning back in the direction he’d just run from. I applauded his dedication. It isn’t every day one sees a person out and about on stilts. But as much as I wanted a picture, there was no way I was running. So, I just enjoyed watching his progress up the sidewalk. I also enjoyed seeing those who were closer to him pause in their travels and stare, or continue their journey while casting extended glances in his direction. He seemed to take it all in stride. On stilts, he was taller than the storefront awnings to the right of us and a few times, walked closer to those awnings, close enough that he could lean down and make contact with the wall of the establishments. I imagined how delighted I’d be if I were in one of the stores, just going about my business, and then suddenly, I look out the window and I see pants, where I’d normally expect to see a person’s head! Our travels “together” came to an end, when he finally turned the corner and I lost sight of him. But for the entirety of our shared trip, I was beaming. It was so neat!
The pic accompanying these words has nothing to do with the sighting except that it was another neat thing I saw on my walk and one I could take a picture of and share :)
