Sunday, March 30, 2014


If I was keeping a tab there are surely a million things I have wanted to tell you. These days are like years and they roll on and on as I lose track of time. All day and on my long walks I tally the things I see and do and hear and run the stories like a script in my head. The plot line always ends with walking. Me to you or us together. And I regale you with my tales and they please you.

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