I had quite a fright this evening.
As I was walking around the neighborhood, I noticed a tall person following me.
I quickly walked to the nearest bench and sat down.
She sat down right behind me.
I tried to keep quiet as I tiptoed to hide behind the nearest tree.
I peeked out and there she was, hiding behind a tree looking back.
I decided I needed to get in the house where it was safe. Maybe this pest would leave.
Later, when I went to the garden to pick greens.
I saw her arm raised with scissors in her hand.
I grabbed my basket and ran back to the house as fast as I could go.
The FLOWER is fearless.
2 thoughts on “Being Followed”
Love this! I notice your mystery follower has a top knot at the crown of her head. Hmmm.
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Oh, do you know her?