A February Fence

I had a day with so many disparate activities to do, one after the other.  None of them involved going to a park or even a mudpuddle.  I did take a taxi and a bus and a train and a purposeful walk.  Somehow, it's just not the same. 

Did I accomplish something?  What an unusual question. 

I know who accomplished something, and it's whoever made it over this fence, that's who!