Distance: 2 miles and home yoga
Things have a way of finding their right places. A few months ago a friend gave me a fantastical little statue of a man carrying an umbrella riding a pig. Not knowing exactly where to place it, I left it in my back room near the door and went out for a walk. When I came home, the little man on his pig was nowhere in sight.
What? Thinking maybe I'd misremembered where I had left him, I went out onto the deck to think it over. And then I saw that Andy the gardener (see 2/179 entry) had made another one of his surprise visits...
It's been out there ever since.