It was a late morning for me, but I was off to the clinic at the crack of noon for some blood-letting, tummy rumbling from my overnight fast. Tucked into my knapsack, though, was a container of fresh strawberries for an after-snack. As I exited the clinic, I was happy to see the bus, sitting there, waiting for me.
"Why, thanks for waiting, wasn't expecting personalized car service today", said I to the bus driver. He laughed, and said "I wouldn't have left without you."
I found a place to sit, squeezed in between 2 strollers, complete with toddlers, and dug out my container of strawberries. Oh, man, did I feel guilty, eating those luscious berries as the big eyes followed my every move. Unfortunately, nowadays, one cannot offer treats to other people's kids.
After arriving home, and having a more substantial repast, I was privileged to hear the tap-tap-tapping of a woodpecker who has taken up residence in the backyard. :) ahhhhhh
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