Thursday, July 10th, 2014
When I depart, it’s no longer dark, although I don’t see the sun. I begin to make my “side loops,” up and back on side streets that add steps without taking me farther from home. I find spots of sun and delightful shadows. I hear doves. I see several cats, awake and watchful.
Hunting? Certainly posing like they’re hunting.
I pass under a tree and feel a leaf land softly on my neck. I reach up to brush it away. It’s not a leaf. Ick.
Wasn’t a bird. Must have been a caterpillar. I’ve been poop-bombed by a caterpillar!!