Friday, March 31, 2017

Whisper

It is very quiet in the park. I can almost hear a pin drop...or the closing of a mail box lid. There is rarely someone to stop and talk to on our walks. I told Butch we would not be distracted when we are fixing to leave because there will be very few people left here to distract us... or wave goodbye.

Do not be dismayed by this post. I am not sad. It is just very different 'round here.

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