I’ve got two good legs…

So the Daily Prompt asked today - You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, or car? (Or something else entirely — bike? Hot air balloon?) When I was younger and asked my mom for a ride somewhere, she would often reply with "You've got two good legs." Meaning of course, that I was free…

sunday, september 9th, 2001, 1:20 pm eastern time

Bright sun, blue sky, occasional light breeze, clean clear air. Water playing its eternal music on the stones in the brook. Sunlight dancing with the leaves on the water's surface. Minnows playing tag in the current. Cool stone, smooth rock under bare feet. Pines releasing their subtle scent upon the breeze, almost impossible to tell…