On the Trail, or on the Sidewalk

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After a long stretch of rainy weather, we finally had some sun yesterday. Robb took the opportunity to go cycling. He has been using the trike on the stationary "trainer" which is good therapeutic exercise, but isn't much fun.

Robb voted early in the day, and then headed out on the Bay Trail. I think today was the first time that Robb and I did not voted together. Our polling station is in a little room at our local library, with the best dinosaur carpet imaginable. Robb needed a place to sit while he voted, and the only seat they could offer him was one of the kindergarten chairs. (Who says doing your civic duty can't be entertaining?)

Robb got chatting with a binocular-wielding woman along the Richmond shoreline, and she pointed out where the elusive burrowing owls are supposed to be found. This bird has become a bit of an obsession to me. Robb did not pursue this owl, which is probably a good thing. He tells me that his back had started to hurt. I told Robb that if he gone looking for the burrowing owl without me, he would have found himself sleeping outside on the sidewalk.

I'm a very special, caring person, after all.

Comments

Barbara R said…
Jumpin' Jesus on a pogo stick! Everyone knows that a burrow owl lives in a hole in the ground!
Lisa said…
Well, *that* narrows it down!
Gina said…
As my great Uncle Albert used to say, "Just start digging. Eventually you hit something good."

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