I parallel parked so bad that I had to leave and find a new space.

OH MY GOD WE FINALLY SAW A MOOSE! TWO!

I saw a thing that said babies born this year will be entering high school in the year 2040 which does not even sound like a real year.

Yes, yes I did have to run errands in the rain, again. But… the hills are starting to get GREEN again! I cannot emphasize this enough: YAY!!

One of those moods where I want to see a freshly forged, still-molten & scarlet, sword put into an ancient stone cistern, full of fresh water, to cool.

This is how she always sits on her porch: feet perfectly aligned, hands tucked into her coat

Scientists have discovered returning to bed "for just a little bit" after breakfast has positive health effects so numerous they're not even bothering to list them. Plus, them scientists? They so comfy right now. Too comfy for lists!

Trouble

I went into an extremely crowded store. I had a cart and there was nowhere to push it and nowhere to put it and nowhere to stop and look. When I went to the next store, I did not get a cart. Freedom washed over me. Zipping through crowds, light on my feet, an unencumbered sprite.

The cat thinks a cold, dark night is a perfect time to go outside to chase squirrels. But the door to the deck will not be opened for her. This is the time for the raccoons, owls, and the creatures of the night.

Yesterday. Look just beyond the bench.

What a tragedy. I guess I’ll have to eat this one.

today’s affirmation: I am within the acceptable range of deviation. I am a perfectly roasted quail. if I was a car the mechanics would find nothing weird or rodent related in my air filter. I am upright. There are no stones or excess debris in my shoes. I still have all my bones.

Inside looking out

Slipped a little on an actual banana peel left on the actual sidewalk in this actual city. I assume I’m going hear Judy Garland singing on a trolley next & I’ll toss an amiable newspaper stand man a nickel for a paper & a pack of chewing gum.

How appropriately named is the Cold Moon on this chilly evening of -21°C or -6° F.

Trees. Yep, that’s it. Just some pretty trees, because I don’t seem to have much to tell y’all lately.

I have decided: I don't need to know that the shipping label was created. Keep me in the dark on that. Come back to me when something real is happening

Today, on an early morning walk through my hometown, the wind delivered the scent of a pizzeria prepping for the day, and I was instantly transported to 1980, and the humid back room of Vincent’s, my best friend and I pumping the quarters we’d stolen from our moms’ purses into the Asteroids machine.

The best time to go to bed was half an hour ago. The second best time is now.

Our dog gets a little wound up when she hears geese overhead so I hold her paw until they’re gone like we’re waiting together in an air raid shelter in WWII London

Here’s a pic I took earlier this week (before the rain). I’ve been exploring some new roads in the pretty neighborhood where I go to walk.

Another squirrel that wanted his picture taken… and the turkeys who scared it away.

Truck windshield frost art.

Pretty soon it’s gonna be all skittles and starburst and if you’re thinking that sounds good then you weren’t there for the days of Milky Way and Reese’s peanut butter cups.

Yesterday, at a bookstore, I got into an indecisive spiral about which novel to choose & everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me & I ended up in front of Moll goddamn Flanders, like, “Maybe?”

The latest amazing turn of phrase from MJM: “everything seemed jagged & wrong & I sort of felt as if hounds were pursuing me”.

I finally got a video of the Tom Turkeys acting all tough.

The HOA* guys have already cleaned up the leaves from this weekend. *Neighborhood where I walk, not where I live.

There is no more horrible bastard on Earth than the guy who owned your house before you.

One weekend’s worth of leaves.

The hard one, the easy one, the stepstool one. Good luck with your time today!

Until I get the step ladder out to reach the clock, I put up this post-it note to remind me of the time change.

Did you hear about the guy who had his whole left side removed? He is all right now but has nothing left.😉

Too many turkeys

So glad I made myself get out for a walk today.

Thanks to peer pressure* I just made it up the big hill with only one stop to stretch**. *two old ladies walking briskly in my direction **huff and puff

Suburban wildlife

Today's date, 9/25/2025, is probably the last date of our lifetime where the month, day, and year are all square numbers 😱 The next time this will happen is on 1/1/2116.

Our Party City closed down and they didn’t even put the Spirit Halloween in it. Too soon I guess.

I think this squirrel wanted his picture taken.

From my walk this morning. (If you zoom in you can see who I saw cross the street right in front of me to casually stroll down the very steep slope on the left.)

I came upon a new hazard on the trail today. I think I will turn around and not tempt fate by walking under this damaged tree.

When I go to a craft fair, I love a little dish, a little bowl, a little container. Do I have anything to put in it? No. Does that stop me? No.

It is late August in the Midwest, but I saw someone in a zipped up windbreaker and a crossbody bag. Like an autumnal Mary Poppins, I sense the winds are changing. Time to shift the Halloween yard decor to the front of the garage. It’s almost time, breezy ghostie!

The center of this post is a charming vignette, but the edges? That's where all the shrieking happens.

The cup and ball trick but it’s me somehow missing the corner of the fitted sheet with the tag in it and I’m just sliding side after side of the sheet through my hands over and over again.

Trying a new walking route.

The news seems to be perpetually depressing so I’m try to keep on the lookout for happy things. Look, my favorite neighborhood to go walking has a new section of landscaping.

But of course we have a hedgehog living in our hedge garden.