In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins
We walked back and forth across the bridge over the lake today.
On either side of the bridge, one can find plenty of fruit on the ground, thanks to the trees here …
… and goose poop, thanks to the geese here.
I prefer the fruit.
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