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squirmelia"Are you lost?" he asked.
"No," I said, "I'm just wandering."
I started to walk towards a footpath I had never noticed before.
"I'm going that way too," he said. "I'm not following you though."
I walked faster along the footpath that followed the river, stomping on brambles that were in my way, until I reached the bridge and looked around, and he was no longer there.
One of the good things about this time of year is that footpaths I have never noticed before have emerged, when usually they would be overgrown and I would not see them.
I saw a tree in the meadow that had planks of wood attached to it. I will attempt to climb it on a less sunny day, when there are less people around.
"No," I said, "I'm just wandering."
I started to walk towards a footpath I had never noticed before.
"I'm going that way too," he said. "I'm not following you though."
I walked faster along the footpath that followed the river, stomping on brambles that were in my way, until I reached the bridge and looked around, and he was no longer there.
One of the good things about this time of year is that footpaths I have never noticed before have emerged, when usually they would be overgrown and I would not see them.
I saw a tree in the meadow that had planks of wood attached to it. I will attempt to climb it on a less sunny day, when there are less people around.