Centipede

Today I had lunch at Seva: the vegan version of their tempeh Reuben, and crispy French fries with ketchup. I went over to Amy’s in Chelsea and we walked up and down part of Washtenaw County’s Border to Border Trail. This non-motorized trail will be 55 miles long when it is finished; nearly 43 miles are complete now.

Mosquito season has begun, so we walked not in the woods but along a paved walkway that went alongside a cemetery for a while, and crossed over a creek. Afterward, we sat in Amy’s pleasant living room drinking water and chatting while our phones broadcast various storm alerts: thunderstorm warning, lightning in the area. There was a brief period of heavy rain, and there were flashes of lightning while I was still at Amy’s and while I was driving back home along I-94.

I stopped at ACE to get, among other things, a plain light-colored apron for eating on the deck, and I got a few groceries at Arbor Farms next door.

Amy texted me later that we had walked 5.53 miles.

It was hot and sticky during our walk, so I took a quick shower after I got home. I found four or five enormous ants in the tub, most right near the drain. Yesterday evening I escorted two giant ants and a centipede out of the bathroom and through the front door; the latter shot out along the counter from behind the hand towel, eliciting a shriek from me and a mumbled, “This is not my favorite part.”