Driving down Erskine Sunday evening, a yoga ball came rolling along, perhaps from 46th. It rolled alongside my vehicle and crossed in front of my path, coming to rest at the fire hydrant at 47th and Dawson. I drove home to unload my groceries, when I noticed that it was rolling by my place being pushed by a gust of wind. If you want it back, contact me with its color and I’ll get it back to you.
