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The Winter Walk

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Our coffers are as bare as our drafts folder.  Not a farthing to be had for road trips, not a whiff of wit & wisdom nor waft of wistful words this week.  Perusing past articles, we remark again upon this comment from a reader:

Sometimes, amid the beautiful scenery and steady cadence of the horse’s steps and wagon wheels, we forget how the search began and discover pleasures unanticipated.

A budget trip in search of mid-December adventure, a tale of Americana, is undertaken.  We sample the afternoon stroll.  Take the pulse of The City.  Maybe some busking on the accordion.  Conduct a Smiles Count.  A lustrum back it was under 20%, so we have a baseline of sorts.  Well, it is a bit overcast.  Plus we’d have competition from the filming of Tuba Christmas.  Bah!

Onward through Rittenhouse Square in deep contemplation.  Winter brings greater enjoyment of Campbell’s Baked Beans.  We consider an article on this fine example of American entrepreneurship.  We could even do a tie-in with vegan, gluten-free … wait … the pork … oh, traces of wheat …  wow, look at that sodium!  But they sure are good, smothered in hot sauce!

Past the Square, a story continues to elude.  We’re late for Alma’s Christmas party.  Fresh-baked sugar cookies with red and green sprinkles.  Mmmmmmm.  Family and friends.  Happiness and love and forgiveness and compassion.  The “spirit of the holidays” has excellent characteristics which would work year around.  But not all of them, or my waistline would be *burp* light-years round.