Friday, November 9, 2012


After breakfast with Lisa, this morning, I headed to Stroud's Preserve for a walk.
Stroud's reminds me of my old boxer, Hazel (best dog ever) and I could picture her bounding through the marshy reeds.
Sloppy and soaked, with a giant stick in her mouth.

I meant to walk the main gravel road out and back, but the sunshine was too beautiful to waste and I found myself exploring trails and wandering across the fields.
I like walking by myself...
(I like having company, too, but I don't mind being solo).

Happy Friday, at last! 

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