See what I did there? You’ll probably never think of Mr. Wonder’s song the same again.
What had happened was, I have time on my walks to crack myself up. More importantly, nature cracks me up.
I didn’t just take pictures of random flowers, bushes, Hobbit holes and such yesterday. I was that suspicious neighbor, lurking near people’s houses.
Because we’re all family up in here, I have a confession: there is a house I covet. There. I wrote it out loud.
It has a round room and a beautiful gate and is just … dreamy.
I didn’t stand there, drooling like I wanted. Because that would have been weird.
I picked up my coveting, stuck it in my pocket, and toddled off to find other interesting things.
I met wildlife along what I discovered is called the Canyon Trail; I have walked the upper end before but as I headed south, that little voice said, ‘You need to get back to your house and get to work — you don’t have time for all this meandering!’
Mind you, I had already taken a slightly circuitous route and felt the urge to continue it.
I ignored the ‘you need to get to work’ voice, crossed Belmont, and followed the path to the other end. Along the way, I met a rabbit, who pointed me to her shrine.
I found two exercise nooks but didn’t stop to investigate in-depth this go.
I got to the end (or is it technically the beginning?) and figured I would do the same route but in reverse sometime soon. With detours, of course.