Took the dog for her morning constitutional; out of the house, turn right towards the bay, past the reeds with the red-winged blackbirds, past the little ditch where Rodney the Musk Rat takes his bath and leaves a trail of foot-and-tail prints across the road, past the big gulls pushing each other off the telegraph pole, round the corner... and face-to-face with an off-white jeep, growing in the ditch.
Whoever put it in there must have been going at quite a speed round the 90-degree corner, or they took it too sharp in the dark (the streetlight has not worked since I moved here), or they were being too polite to a motorist going the other way, or they were avoiding a deer or ten in the dark... whatever, right now it's at a sharp angle with both passenger-side wheels plunged soggily into the ditch. No-one inside (we checked), but if someone doesn't come and pull it out soon, it will get sucked deeper and deeper into the mud and water. Leave it a week and it may have reeds coming through the engine block, if the cold holds off. They are going to need a big pull to get it out of there.
I didn't hear a thing. Didn't go that way yesterday, so it may have been there two nights... or might have happened this morning. Who knows?
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