And then I come puffing along. Without the cover of Queen Anne's Lace and Cornflowers, I notice far more beer cans and plastic beverage containers. I also notice some things I think someone is missing:
- An operating manual for an outboard motor
- A blue baby's pacifier
- A card-style hotel key (Best Western)
- A green latex glove
- Half a roll of paper towels
- An inhaler (like the type for asthma sufferers)
- One leather work glove
- A length of skinny rope
These items, found within a one-mile stretch of road (do not judge me by the length of my jog!) obviously point to a certain conclusion: After the fencerows were cut, Someone (or still the various Someones) was holding a boat wash for families from out of town. Working in the humid air was difficult for this person, but as they stopped for a few huffs on their inhaler, their dog snapped the skinny rope attached to its collar. A runaway dog necessitated a quick closure of the boat wash service, and this is why I never noticed these goings-on from my close-at-hand abode.
Of course, I do not have a boat.
And I spent so much time looking in the weed clippings that I missed the setting sun.