Evening walk.

Methinks it is time to reprise Mother’s Red Flannel Grog recipe that she used to keep simmering on the stove for days, as much for how heavenly it scented the house, as for drinking. Eventually, her Bunco group would drift in and rum would be added to the grog, revelry would ensue. FTR it does not need rum to be delicious, but does not suffer from its addition either.

For the first time in, maybe since I never smoked or drank at all, in my early 20s, my labs are all good. All the hydration, daily exercise, zero alcohol or smoke adds up to more than just aggravation and grief.

Bless you my child. View quoted note →

Three peli sat the pier.

I see the #nostr post. View quoted note →

Today’s ride, gloomy and grey, freight tankers navigating the bay!

Afternoon ride. Pretty pleasant now it isn’t a meat locker outside.

Balancing channels is hard. View quoted note →

Some sunset scenes from yesterday’s walk.

We’re lit tonight.

Ride home rewarded with a beautiful sunset.

Sunset today.

Yesterday’s ride. Today’s ride.

@Kingbee has been cutting the cheese all night. Finna to get a divorce… View quoted note →