Friday, November 10, 2023

Soup, through town and wake-up.

1. I don't love the smell of chicken soup during breakfast -- but I do love Bettany's dedication to taking a flask of hot food for her pack lunch.

2. As we go home, Alec quietly shares with me bits and pieces of information about his walks to and from school.

3. For the rest of the day, I benefit from the wake-up I got from my morning dash into town and back.


Over the field, the path divides and perished.

1. After the bridge, the hard path cuts across the middle of a grass field spangled with buttercups. 2. The hard path continues left; or the...