Starting season 3 of Breaking Bad. I blame Kate.
it is a perfect september night, a huge red full moon on the horizon, dry cool wind gusts scaring stuff up.
this year’s morning glory crop arrives on the first day of school.
there’s a lively gang of approx 30 sparrows, pecking madly in my lawn, all in a circle w a 3 ft radius. There’s one huge fat mushroom too.





