The Sacrifice of a Traveler’s Feet
The soles of her feet scuffed the pavement as she dragged her feet a few more yards to get to her Air BNB. The rhythm of her heels dragging on the sidewalk would slow down as exhaustion overwhelmed the arches of her feet. It would sound like a loud beating drum repeating in the heart of her ears that played to the sound of her heart's fatigue. She was discouraged by her friend with longer legs whose strides were swifter than her shorter stature. The exhaustion in her feet developed as she walked 2.5 miles on the trails of the arboretum in Lexington, Kentucky. Then another 3 miles back to their shelter in the nippy cold breeze that bites in snaps on the side of one's cheek as the wind blows by in the crisp winter of Kentucky.
As soon as they arrived to the Air BNB she unlaced her boots and kicked them off to rub the soreness in her toes. The warmth radiating from the heater melted the exhaustion from her tendons and relaxation took over her legs.
A quick Cup-o-noodles warmed her from the inside out as they recounted the scenery of the arboretum in winter. The trees have long shed their leaves to reveal bare branches with long dainty twigs like fingers that point to the sky. Some branches hung berries the color of crimson from their twigs staining one's fingers scarlet as they would crush the berries in discovery between their fingers. However, the grass and the bushes were dry and yellow from the barren brushes that once were lush in springtime. The trail was long revealing scenes of nature that would have otherwise been breathtaking in a warmer season. They both agreed to visit the arboretum in another season to fully enjoy the fruits of the bloom in nature that would have made for fabulous photos