Cider Press Hill

Your guess is as good as mine

Thursday, 7:04 am

By Kate

Sep

15

2005

light rain

The lad came home late last night, after a cross country meet and the victory celebration/dinner afterwards—so I was not up and at ‘em when he walked through the door and dropped his gear on the sofa in the living room. Where it still sat this morning.

Out of the corner of my eye, a scrap of fabric in the lad’s duffel bag registered the thought, “This doesn’t belong.”

Upon closer examination, I’d say it’s a rather incongruous pairing. What the heck is that doing in there? I can’t wait to hear this story.