Walks: A Few Hood; A Few Rain Days Off
Distance: Hoods: 4 miles, Rain: n/a
Once again Ciwt (aka Pooh in her youth) is pondering. What to write about? All her rooms piled high with furniture while her place is painted? No. That she's already started to wonder about another color? No. The economy? Certainly not. Her cats, her back, the Gene Hackman marathon she's sharing with a friend, local storms? All rejects.
Please hand in, dear readers. She's been in this ponder empty place before, so, anon, she'll be back with new gems - or entries at least.
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