Walk time rolled around, and Ian informed me that “today is my ‘no walk’ day.” So I loaded the Bitty Man (not so bitty these days) into his jogging stroller. He laughed, banged the tray, and jumped up and down in his seat in excitement. And we were off.
On mild evenings like this one, my neighbors take to the outdoors. Kids ride bikes and play basketball. Folks wash cars, clean out garages, and enjoy their porch swings. In a month or so the evenings will be muggy and the Mosquitos will be a plague of biblical proportions, but on nights like this one you could go door to door and visit with the neighbors. Ignore the late model car, and find yourself transported to a slower time, when we had Block Parties and Facebook hasn’t happened yet.
Tonight we logged 2.68 timeless miles.
The only thing left to know is… Why must the gnomes prostrate themselves about the well?
