Tonight we went jogging with plum smuggling in mind. After a run through the dog park on Witham Hill where we watched several rather comical dogs get tangled up in each others’ leashes, we went to our favorite plum tree. It was already too dark to discern a plum from a leaf but we managed to collect about 30 or 40 plums. Sadly, I think tonight was the last plum smuggling event of the season. Most of the tree was already bare. No doubt, the deer have gotten to it. Samantha also discovered that overripe plums make for a headache when they fall on your head.
At the Co-Op we shopped for some groceries and other miscellaneous foodstuffs including a carrot cake. Samantha convinced me of the economy of buying an entire cake rather than just two slices. Why have two slices when you can have a whole cake at half the per-slice cost?
Our total distance tonight was 3.2 miles