Object of my desire, I'm walking on a wire (Part 40)....

Sunday, when I needed a break from all the Orlando stuff, I went out to mom's cause she was making us supper (broiled haddock, YUM!).  Afterwards, we chatted, I told her all about Pride, and we decided to walk.

We walked 1.04 miles in 24 minutes all out around the village where she lives.

Monday, late morning, I decided to walk two cards over the Post Office, not only to mail them, but also to get my mind off of all the Orlando stuff.  It didn't really work, but it was still nice to get some exercise.

Seen on today's walk: Someone had, I guess been evicted.  There were bags of trash and stuff, boxes of stuff, a tv and also, a red Clifford the Dog stuffed doll.

I felt sorry for Clifford, just thrown there, discarded like trash, when obviously at some point, some little kid had loved it.  The sadness kinda echoed what I had been feeling since the Orlando stuff, so I took the pic.

POLT