Walked about 65 minutes this morning. According to Google maps, my route was 3.7 miles long, a slightly truncated country square mile on the Omaha grid. I saw the usual rabbits and crickets, watched Orion rise in the east, and crossed paths with skunks twice. One of them was along the sidewalk, so I detoured well out into the road. Some arguments cannot be won.
They were cute, though.
Near the end of my walk, I found an uprooted surveyor’s stake with the words “Control point number 47″ written on it. Which struck me as amusing. A nice story title, perhaps. And I needed my two shirts and my hoodie. I think I’ve walked into autumn.
Feeling good here.