I generally have a hard time letting go of summer--the blue skies, sunny days, picnics, gardening... But the time has come. So I put on my comfy old sweatshirt and tried-and-true-- though ugly-- windbreaker and headed out for a walk. But you know, it wasn't so bad. The moist cool air was actually invigorating to breathe deeply. And it triggered eagerness for a fresh season. So yes, I am reconciled to summer's passing, at last.
Have to tell you what I saw on my walk this afternoon--two miles of nothing more eventful than a rustling in the roadside growth, to which I told Louie to "Speak!" and hastened on my way talking loudly to myself! Reciting my Bible memory work out loud suddenly seemed very sensible.
But then I got to the homestretch--back in our own neighborhood. I chanced to look up at an apple tree beside the street and got a 'start'. What?! Big furry paws hung down through the branches.
There was something strange about them though, they looked limp, like maybe someone had shot the bear and left it there? Strange. I had to have a closer look.
( : So my uneventful walk was saved from tedium by a good chuckle. Just never know what you'll encounter in a day's walk.
Hope your day will have some comic relief tossed in when you need it most. Blessings!
--Linda
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