Matching Tracksuits

Drinks on the back porch with my lovely girl, who has stuck with me and all my nonsense for almost 19 years now.

With all the mowing, trimming, cutting, hauling, collecting, sorting -- this is all I've got for the day: the bushes I assaulted with a trimmer.

Soon -- very soon...

We have a lot of big trees in our backyard -- trees that if they fell the wrong way would cause a lot of damage. I tell myself that the root system for such a tree must be massive and must be deep.

Not like this -- a large area but not much depth.

A house I saw on the way home from work experienced one of my greatest nightmares as a homeowner with children...

Hopefully no one got hurt.

We found a little injured friend on the road this evening. He's not much bigger than a bottle cap, and when we first brought him in, placing him in a small basket with a cap of water, he was barely moving, breathing heavily, and keeping his eyes closed.

"It would probably be the merciful thing to just euthanize the poor guy," I said, "rather than let him suffer through the night only to die a painful death."

"No, animals have a way," K assured me.

We will see tomorrow, I suppose.

Today was so busy that I forgot all about the after picture.

The mystery one street over tonight: why are two police cars parked by the side of the road, lights flashing, tromping about in the woods?