Upon an eve so dreary, damp, and gray
As Jack o’ lanterns left Thanksgiving Day,
Umbrella’d ninjas, candy cognoscenti,
Leave us only Nerds and Good ‘n’ Plenty.
Seriously, it just doesn’t get old.
Another day, another sunset. (yawn)
The view from my workshop.
Hummingbird moth at the lantana.
Current reading.
For several minutes this afternoon a hawk sat on the edge of my bird bath, scanning the yard. Alone of all the smaller animals a hummingbird went about its business, sampling the late flowers. There is a motivational speech in there somewhere but I’d need more coffee to make it.
New lazy susan.