My aged companion Crisp was standing at the kitchen table, map spread out before her, pen in hand and was circling something which I assumed would be our day’s activity.
“Battlements,” she announced, “three ks from here and on the bus route. Get your boots on we can take our lunch in our backpacks and be back for the evening happy hour at the pub.”
We arrived at the beginning of the walking trail and set off.
Before long the way got tough, vines were growing over the trail and Crisp was not happy at being held up.
Being a lady of some refinement she wasn’t one to swear and curse, but the vines did get the better of her, and a few choice expletives seemed to send the message the vines had best behave or else.
Huffing and puffing we arrived, and a satisfied Crisp stood in front so I could take a photo or two of her triumph.
(Please excuse my tardiness in going over 150 words, I originally had 220!!)
Written for: https://crimsonprose.wordpress.com/2019/05/08/crimsons-creative-challenge-26/
Morpethroad 
You are excused, Michael. I like your tale. And I’m glad I didn’t have to battle through vines to take the photo. Just a gentle stroll along the beach 🙂
Thank you for that concession I find Crisp is rather determined at times and draws the line when it comes to editing.
A couple of words over once in a while. It’s just if everyone did it, I’d never get to read them all.
Good point I’ll remind Crisp to be more word diligent
Oh, blaming it on Crisp!
She can be quite determined you know
Yes, I can imagine she would be, takes after her namesake 🙂
GOING TO SEE SOME BORDER COLLIE PUPS THIS WEEK MICHAEL, TIME TO GET BACK INTO THE DOG WALKING TRIP, CHINA
That sounds like a good idea.
THANKS MICHAEL, CHINA
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