100 Day Project Day 3

No inspiration for a picture today so how about one of words.

Bare brown feet slapping the hard packed dirt raising little puffs of dust in the heat of the summer sun.   Suntanned arms pumping, helping to throw my body up the hill.  I’m flying on two feet, as free as the squawking black crow that flaps up from my path through the green waist-high weeds of this abandoned acreage.

Just something that’s been knocking around inside my head. And now its in yours.