Toots in Solitude

By Toots

Pond

Continuing my adventures to pastures new, to me anyway, I went the full length of the service No 1 bus to Clerwood. Now I had a few years ago been to a friends 60th party celebration there but that was in the dark of night.
Now, on the 'places to go' list for Donald and me Corstorphine Hill is added. There is a three and a half mile trail to different viewpoints but with the effort of doing that then it will probably be best to go some sunny, clear and bright day.
I've been thinking about taking photos of 'bottoms'. I can't make up my mind how strange this is. Certainly I always make sure mine is well covered. But you do see an awful lot of closely clothed bottoms around. Am I wrong to look? Sitting on the bus they glide past you. What a variety. Such an unasham/ed collection. Wobbly, firm, large, petite. It's these leggings that everyones wearing. Perhaps I'd better not, I may end up in prison or something, you never know these days. Probably better to stick to feet and shoes.

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