#Swampwalk quarantine isolation day 304

Cold and moist but not freezing at 36F #tardigrade #fingerpuppet did not mind the weather at all but I was feeling it in my leg, hip and lower back pretty vividly.

#bogsafari count was very low. I spotted some squirrel nests throughout my walk and a weird beagle at the end of the street before I entered the swamp proper. Neighborhood kitties were rightfully (hopefully) indoors and out of sight.

Day was so gray that the sky and trees above looked totally monochrome. Bleak and quiet, but I found that to be pretty peaceful.

Had a brief, properly socially distant, talk with one of my neighbors, and found him to be further left than I had previously thought. (Seemingly center-left rather than center-right like his mrs) He is a bit of a pessimist about things right now, and I can understand the viewpoint. I am leaning to hopeful pessimist myself these days. (Hope for the best, expect quite a bit less than the best.) We both agreed that Carter was the president we would both like most to be the moral compass of those we have had in memory, for example.

#streamofthought #neighborchat https://instagr.am/p/CJ6xe6qg5ha/

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