Day 254

September 11, 2022

This is a giant birthday day.  Happy Birthday to all of you.

I cannot figure out how to remove all formatting once I ruin the whole schema.  It just goes awry and stays that way.   

Think they're trying to tell us something.  Up the road just a little 2 cars with PA plates were parked and three women were sitting in the meadow of seeded clover, grass, barley and who knows what else with a huge sack between them.  Wicca, I presume.

James' path down to the duck paradise.  

Why do all ducks look the same in September?




It's been a year, my dear. Thank you.