I encountered four on my walk today. That’s a lot. One is
usually a lot. They comprised two with dogs, one on a bike, and one riding a
horse. I offered polite greeting, as one does, and three responded politely.
The fourth seemed to be questioning whether I’d crawled out of a hole in the
embankment with the other rodents. Sniffy young madam. Her horse was overweight,
too. It didn’t so much walk as waddle.
Other news: I switched realities today from the light and
fantastical to the grey and comprehensible. Feel free to congratulate me.
Now it’s back to greeting my dear old friends, the wee small
hours of the morning. No, I’m not going to sing.
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