A Lot of Consonants

Happy schlepping

I’ve always enjoyed doing errands on foot—even when I lived in Portland, where parking was easy—because it’s nice to walk, you can catch up on your eavesdropping, and then there is the moment when you turn toward home and realize what a motley assortment of things is attached to your person by means of shoulder totes and plastic bags.

Today’s haul included a whole chicken, three lemons, an avocado, a jar of orange marmalade, a roll of puppy wrapping paper, a pair of kitchen gloves, a dry cleaning ticket, a bottle of shampoo, four Italian sausages and a very small fir tree.