Eva and I ran an 8K yesterday. It was hosted by the German military representatives working on Ft. Bliss. They did native German dances. One of the dances had the German men chopping and cutting a large log which served as the impetus for the following classic exchange:
Me: “Only Germans would incorporate work into their dance.”
Unnamed Friend: “Haven’t you heard? Arbeit macht frei.”
The photos today are of a feral dog which Eva named Rufugus, and of a house next door to my mother-in-law’s beach house in Norfolk.