on my daily commute to and from work i pass a strip of land that has a bit of a swamp close by it. on the shoulder - between the road and the swamp i often see 2 groundhogs. i love those two groundhogs very much and i love that i can spot them from 100 metres away - i see a little spot of brown and when i get closer i can confirm that it's the groundhogs then i cheer. i really do love them. so, it's not surprising that i have been VERY upset by the recent construction taking place on that grassy shoulder where they are so often munching on grass. i can't determine what exactly is being done, but the grass is torn up, and there's pylons and backhoes. for the first time ever i feel compelled to chain myself to the bulldozers and yell "NO! this is their home!! you can't do this!". it makes me sad. i hope they're ok, my two little buddies. i'm also sad that whatever is being done there will probably interfere with my on-going enjoyment of them. meaning... if they're ok, the 2 groundhogs will probably relocate while the construction is taking place, then afterwards i won't get to see them as i did before. that's sucky. my fondest memory was back when carpooler paul used to drive with me. on our way home one night in the car he was showing me some papers that his coworker printed out from wikipedia about badgers (apparently paul didn't know what a badger was, so they printed him off some reading material). as he read it to me outloud, the article said something about groundhogs. he didn't know what a groundhog was (he was french, so wasn't familiar with that name) and asked me to describe it, i was super excited and said "i know where some live" then hit the gas. it made me really happy to show them to someone, and from then on paul was very fond of them too.
lately... i haven't been drinking as much tea as i usually do. on average i have 4 cups of tea during the work day. but lately i've been drinking hot chocolate instead, once in the morning, then nothing for the rest of the day. i kind of don't like it when my favourite past-times don't appeal to me anymore. maybe it's just a phase.
what a sight for sore feet.
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If it's any comfort, I usually stop drinking as much tea at this time of year, too. I take it up again in full force once Fall rolls around. Maybe you will, too.
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