I'm not much into walking, but walking I must if I want to stay up with the Husband and the Mama. Those two plan on not ever dying. Fortunately, the walks go down easier with the camera in my hand and the occasional shadow sparring with the Husband.
In my mind, I'm five years old having a high old time wandering and wondering. In reality, I'm 65, the magic age for Medicare, thank you very much! I tell you a lot of creativity is still to be found in this old young self. In you, too, whatever your age. Welcome to my barefoot world!
My goodness! What a scarifying monster!
ReplyDeleteYes, quite ferocious!
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