I’m not telling you where this trail is. I don’t want the citizen vigilante Gestapo to take away the last bit of “mental health” therapy I have left. It’s not a state park or forest or wood. It’s not a federal park or forest or wood. It’s not a municipal park or forest or wood. As Amy wrote:
… it could be any number of the trails that surround my village. I am grateful to have access to them.
The Only D800 in the Hameau has me pondering “who’s that cat”?
Submitted for my 52 Week Smartphone Challenge.