The moon was large as it sat on the western horizon when I started my Wildcat Boulevard walk the other day. The moon was almost orange as it began dropping down out of sight below the skyline. In fact, its color looked like the end of a round of longhorn cheese.

High School Branch was nearly empty down by the car wash as I walked over the bridge. This was the second day after our monsoon of hard rain. The branch had run fast and heavy the day before. Temperatures were hovering near mid-30, but a slight southern breeze indicated the day was going to be warmer. Few clouds in the sky indicated bright sun.

The traffic was light as I headed south along Neosho Boulevard. It was Thursday, the day of heaviest traffic early in the morning. I have always wondered why so many people get up to start their day early on Thursday. I speculate they are trying to get the week's work done so Friday is more laid back.

The High School Branch was running heavy down by the tennis court. Still The Branch is a losing stream, and I wondered where the water goes as there was none two blocks north of this point.

Things were quiet for the rest of the walk, until my path took me behind the high school.
There, lines of pickup trucks sat on each side of the parking area. The tall boom of a cement vacuum pump truck stood high in the sky. Two cement trucks were waiting to unload tons of concrete.

The workers were pouring the floor for the new high school lunchroom. The crews had been in preparation for the project for a week or so. I had noticed rebar sticking up along the edges of the worked area. Concrete forms had been set in place, and this was the big day. As the workers say, “We’re going to pour!”

Some of the workmen are usually there when I walk by each morning, but not like this day. There is no sunlight yet at 6:30 in the morning, so work is usually delayed until the sun comes up. But not this day.

There was a huge crew of men stomping and spreading the concrete so it would trowel off and set up just right, smooth and level.

I would have liked to have stayed and watched that morning, but other things had to be taken care of. I had two places I needed to be at 10 o'clock.

The sky was brightening as I reached home that morning. It had been an adventuresome walk, but most of them are as I walk along Wildcat Boulevard.

Take a walk, look around, be careful of the heavy Thursday traffic, use your signal lights, and see what you notice while passing along Wildcat Boulevard.