dogs & anchors

on conduit street

right across from berlutti

and a door down from belstaff

i realize why londoners are not dog people:

neither of the two species has been fully domesticated

i run by the river

all the way from greenland dock to tower bridge

the river curves in and out of the east/west axis

the sun keeps setting from different angles

a light drizzle makes the run easier

and life much harder

i meet very few people

some geese

and three company executives

having their champagne on the thames walk

exposed to the elements

and french bubbles

the city looks for every opportunity to become a village

i run by a real farm with real animals and the requisite smell

the dixie queen crawls by

and i dream of going faster on land

than she does on water

barely...