Broke his foot recently and I’m covering his route regularly. It overlaps with what was my route, extending further to the coast.
And up into the hills! delivered something to a wind farm, met windmills I’ve watched be built and now range in function (they aren’t all turning…) being that close reveals the sound the blades make as they whoosh by.
It isn’t fast, it isn’t loud, definitely potentially mesmerizing!
Loooong Wednesday delivering, was graced with the voices of some adventurous peepers outside the station upon return (in the dark). The spring shift is on, and more changes at Express. The collective ire intensifies (regarding the latter)
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