Failed Me

Yesterday Pippa and I walked to Princeton from our sub-boro-ban home, three miles up and down some mild hills. The temperature fell on the warm side of “lovely,” and the company was nonpareil. It’s a good walk, long enough to extend your patience but not interminable.

The difficulty arose when we needed to get back home — the same three miles, only in warmer afternoon sun, with sorer feet. We concur that at least for now, it’s a one-way walk. Next time, we may just opt to take the bus one direction.

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