A walk to a farm

We finished off our mushroom leek scramble and the sun came out. Out went Reva. Then she came back, raving about the warmth. It's unbelievably warm! So out we went, over and up through the town of cabbages. We arrived to the cold eye of an old turkey. And the suspicious peer of an upper class chicken. We visited for a few minutes and then went down to see an old donkey. We talked about hay and complimented a very large horse on his friendly face. A vicious icy wind began to wrap itself around us and gnaw our bones so we forgot to take his photo. We stopped off for a soy latte on our way home. Reva read the arts section of the NY Times, while I read the review of Do Make Say Think's new album. They say it rocks.