Caveat: Hay

I took a long walk in the morning. I walked east up out of town.

I looked south from the top of a hill.


I saw a cold horse, who said nay.


I saw something for the horse to eat, called hay.


In the afternoon, we went to have beer with some of my uncle Alan’s friends at a craft brewery in downtown Montrose.


[daily log: walking, 8km]

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