Sneaking in the Front Door

Electioneers hang about poling places, limited by law as to how close to the entrance they can get. Because I was walking to vote, I approached the door from the fire engine side which had to be kept clear for emergencies. The group was aimed at the parking lot, hoping to influence undecided voters. I slipped in without their noticing. Of course, they paid no attention to anyone walking OUT, knowing people going that way had already voted. I walked to the creek to stand where I usually do, to see and hear water gurgling over the rocks. It was a tiny win for me to avoid them, but a victory, none the less.

After voting, I picked up one item at Dollar General that I felt wouldn’t be too heavy to carry home. Half way up the steep hill, neighbor Shawn stopped her car and offered to carry the bag, as well as my jacket. What a kindness that was! I thought the cam from the porch would show her leaving the things, but it just showed her car stopping and then pulling away. This is what I saw when I came home.

My energy was waning, as shown by the cam mounted on the porch. Many thanks, Shawn.