As I was slogging through a weekend run, (I shouldn't really call it an actual run, since my friend's ninety-something mother could beat me in a race, but I'm taking artistic license here, people!), I began noticing a whole slew of story possibilities.
Don't worry, I won't regale you with a couple dozen blooming crocus pictures, because where's the story in that?
But I will throw in a few settings with definite story possibilities.
What could happen here, for example?
What about under here?
And the snow just uncovered this story possibility:
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