Ailie on Physic Lane

I’m sitting with my foot up after having walked almost 8 miles and 19000 steps this morning. Not only is it sore, but also I’m tired.

It was sunny with a cool breeze as I walked up to the moor to meet Ailie who came up Physic Lane from the next village. We did a figure of eight to Primrose Cottage then I took the top carriage drive while she headed down to the lower one home. The tongues did not stop. She lives on her own but is hoping that her unofficial occasional child minding duty will be allowed for her to see her daughter and grandson. She also is in a quandary about what to do about part time horse-sharing and going to the stables.

Everything is crossed for the US election. Everyone I know here and in the US is hoping Trump is defeated but whether he and his supporters will accept it or not is debatable.