Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Overheard on a gorgeous morning in rural Maine

We heard them talking behind us on the lane, that is, I heard them: the dog is mostly deaf. Mia stopped to sniff something and I turned to see three people - an older man, flanked by two younger women - loping towards us, fashionably outfitted for jogging. We resumed walking and the trio passed us and I heard one of the women say, "So, how much do they owe you?"

"Oh, about 20,000, maybe 25,000," the man said. "So not that much."

I guess one can talk about anything one wants on vacation. At least the dog didn't seem to mind.

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