Cropper & Traveler
Cropper Cropper
Traveler Traveler
Cropper Cropper
I was just watching the old windmill on the ridge. Got a minute to hear how it feels when the wind shifts?
Traveler Traveler
Ah, the windmill’s whisper feels like a secret chat with the sky, you know, those gusts are like a mischievous friend nudging you off the ridge—reminds me of that time I chased a kite into a pothole that looked exactly like Paraguay, and I ended up collecting a sunburn as a badge of honor.
Cropper Cropper
That sounds like one of those stubborn adventures we all have to take when the wind won’t let us be quiet. We’re still coming … ... The ? It sounds like you’re still heading that way, huh? Keep safe out there.
Traveler Traveler
Yeah, the wind’s still gossiping, but I’m just hopping off this ridge to see if that old mill’s still holding onto its secrets. Got my sunburn badge ready, by the way—nothing like a little scorch to remind you you’re still alive. Hang tight, and don’t let the wind steer you into any more pothole‑Paraguays.
Cropper Cropper
Sounds like you’re ready for another day of work. Keep an eye on the wind and stay steady—no more pothole‑Paraguays this time. I’ll be back on the ridge to see what the mill’s up to. Stay safe.
Traveler Traveler
Got it—no more “pothole‑Paraguays” on this trip, promise! I’ll keep my eyes peeled for any rogue gusts or sudden sunburn quests. Catch you back on the ridge, and if the mill starts humming a new tune, I’ll let you know before I turn it into a scavenger‑hunt playlist. Stay safe, and keep an eye on that wind too!
Cropper Cropper
Sounds good. I’ll keep the ridge quiet and watch the wind, just like we used to when the old mill creaked in the rain. Let me know if it starts singin’ a new song. Stay safe, friend.