I was on the trail today, and I was looking upstream from where I was trudging along, and a runner wearing fairy wings, waving a butterfly wand hove into sight.
Some folks might find this a tad bit odd. Some folks might find it strange. Some of us, at least where I live, and in the company I frequently keep, might not see anything strange about this at all.
It was a familiar person. I recognized her face. She’s been to me for a reading a time or two, and she’s about my age, if I recall. Darling lass. We pass each other on the trail infrequently and usually she has that “runner’s purpose” thing going on, doing her 10 or 20 miles day she usually runs. Or something like that.
Anyway, by the time I popped on around to the other side of the trail, we met in crossing again, and this time she stopped. It’s Mayan day of some kind, and she was celebrating by running along with wings on her shoulders and the silken image of a huge Monarch Butterfly on the end of a wand.
We chatted for about 30 seconds,
Should I be worried that I personally know some freak running around with fairy wings on her back?
Should I be concerned that she called me out by name, “Hi Kramer!”
Should I worry that we chatted amicably for a half a minute, all the while she was waving her little wand over me?
Or, in closing, should I be worried because I thanked her effusively for “making my day a little brighter”?
Test patterns
Bridge badge – from the pedestrian bridge, built over the Fiesta Gardens inlet, May 2000
Yeah, that was the big alignment in Taurus. Plus one of the server companies I keep looking at, I’ve set up a half dozen web sites there , has a five gig monthly through-put limit. And if I were to move this site over there, the “five ton limit” seemed like an apt allegory.
