That slinky went down the stairs FAST. We zipped past that dangerous season, and it seems we’ve jumped straight into summer. Hot and the humidity factor is rising.
But sticky is no excuse for not hoofing it in to work. Rain will still force me into the car, but just because we’re above 80 in the afternoon is not enough to stop me from taking to the streets. And mornings have been beautiful!
Except for THIS morning. As I was making my way out of the park, thoroughly enmeshed in the song pounding against my eardrums and celebrating the smell of freshly mowed grass…I happened to see this…
The poor little fella! To be cut down so brutally in his prime by a riding mower!
I’ll never forget ya, little buddy!