These are my friends. They all have pretty hair. One morning we went on a walk together.
Trying without success to take a good picture of a stick (a very elegant stick), I decided the vibrant ground cover deserved as much attention and moved on rather quickly. Mostly because my friends were too kind to leave anyone far behind so I was trying to keep up with them.
You probably already know that one of the best things in the world is when you gently open your hand to set free a wild creature you've caught and for whatever reason (but hopefully because it likes you) it lingers for a moment before jumping/scurrying/flying away.
Walks are good. You might want to take one.
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