That was my buddy this week... I live on Lambreth Lane on South, but I took the Winding Ridge bus so I'd have to walk since it was such a nice day. And I found this special friend crossing the long stretch of Farm Acre Road, which is as wide across for her/him as it is long for me. And there were a lot of cars so I went and got a dried weed off of the grass on the hill to rescue Little Friend but Little Friend didn't want to be disturbed and curled in a tight ball and bristled to make me go away, like an armadillo of the insect world. So the many people sitting outside their apartments had quite a spectacle as they watched me walk into the middle of the road, crouch, and walk back to the side every time a car came, only to walk back out into the middle of the road, crouch, and repeat... and once I finally managed to rescue Little Friend on the weed-life preserver, I found myself quite taken with the dried weed, and started standing in the road holding it up to the sun and taking more pictures
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