Thursday, July 21, 2011

Late night drive back from White River Junction, haze on the mountains, car pelted with a hail of tiny insects.

Fixed a minor issue on a web server, watched 'Betty Boop for President', had some buttered toast with strawberry jam, a glass of water.

Peretz had missed his evening walk as I was out & about so very early morning one instead, fox loped across the road ahead of us, bit unnerving.

1 comment:

No Stand In Will Do said...

Pickles found your butter and jam knife. I found it on the floor this morning. Meanwhile, I love a fox story!