this morning #890.

this morning, we were standing together on the bridge, peering down at the brook below, just having a chat, admiring the serenity of the scene when, out of nowhere, chaos came floating on past. i LITERALLY gasped, smacked my partner on the arm & asked “is that a fucking body?” all they did was nod right back at me & before i knew it, we were searching for a path & scrambling down the hill to the water below. panting. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. i’d never seen a dead body let alone one aimlessly drifting downstream. by the time we got to the water’s edge, it’d wedged in some rocks on the opposite shore. what’s more, in the woods behind it, a black bear was watching with interest.