That's about it

Two walks again today for a total of 7.1 miles into the Kingdom of Oaks. My turnaround point was Sampson's Pebble, a glacial erratic on the top of a hill. Coming upon it in the quiet of these woods is a wonder. Until you see the spray paint. Ain't it funny how mankind can kind of sense the sacred in things but can't resist the temptation to piss on it? Someone painted the Yin and Yang symbol on there. A philosopher. Balance. Beauty and Shit. I noticed the trumpster neighbor back there in his secluded compound digging with an excavator today. Maybe he's digging in. Building a bunker. Fending off the libs who will soon be attacking with well-funded public education, accessible health care, fair wages, and ready access to the right to vote. Batten down the hatches, motherfucker. Shitbird's being impeached again.