Driving
Town is 50 mi south of us
It’s scenic enough, but, I’ve seen all it too many times
When building, there’s always something I forgot
So, off we go
I do try to entertain myself on the way
There’s oftentimes a rather large contingent of marmots that sometimes gather at roadside
They seem poised, wanting to cross
Some have tried
They’re a bit flatter
Anyway, once we spot one, we’re on the lookout
‘There’s one!’….’no, that’s a rock’
‘There’s….huh, rock’
‘Whoa, that’s a fat one’
It helps
But, still, the drive, 100 miles round, is a bit too long