"Up to the platform of surrender..."
Sunny today, which it turned out to be most of yesterday. Currently, it's 79˚F, and we're supposed to go to 86˚F. Because Ernest Hemingway said to write about the weather.
All of yesterday's work was spent trying to find the story within the story, with "Three Monsters Walk Into a Bar," and I didn't find it.
I tend to prefer to accompany posts with only one photo, but today I have two. I can do that, you know. It's not like someone's keeping score.
Later Taters,
Aunt Beast
6:39 p.m.
6:37 p.m.
All of yesterday's work was spent trying to find the story within the story, with "Three Monsters Walk Into a Bar," and I didn't find it.
I tend to prefer to accompany posts with only one photo, but today I have two. I can do that, you know. It's not like someone's keeping score.
Later Taters,
Aunt Beast
6:39 p.m.
6:37 p.m.