What a Drag!


Dear Flash,

Gosh, what a trooper!  Forced on a two mile leisurely stroll along the river in the spring on a cool breezy day, sun shining brightly, with only 5 or 10 opportunities to stop and drink or play in the water.  How do you tolerate such torture?  Of course, technically, if you plop down on the side of the trail every 50 feet and refuse to move, I think it is classified as a “drag” rather than a “walk.”

Love, Nina

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