I am writing this from the sanctuary of home, with the doors
tightly locked.
This morning's walk started out like so many - a good
cluster of walkers chatting comfortably at the cemetery gate, welcome to an new
member, a group stretch, and off we went.
It was oddly quiet without the usual twitter of birds and
rustle of squirrels. In the distance we heard what sounded like a scream,
abruptly silenced. Uneasy but undeterred we continued. Near the mausoleum, we
saw an odd figure lurching toward us.
As he (she/it?) got closer, I recognized something familiar
in the disjointed shambling - and then I saw the glazed eyes, the dripping
mouth, the reaching hands... My worst nightmare was coming true - it was a
ZOMBIE ATTACK...
April Fools!
In reality we had a lovely walk, everyone survived to eat a
hearty breakfast and to talk about our usual broad range of topics (and I think
this blog proves how 'unintellectual' I am).
Congrats to Linda on her new granddaughter and best wishes to
Laurel on her return to work. Have a great week everyone, enjoy life and avoid
the undead.
