This morning, the first of September, noticing the leaves have begun to turn and are falling from the trees.
Time to go and try and start my car.
Last night, work, slow, after work head down to the liquor store.
A bad habit, I know.
And from the alley behind the Hume there's a group of maybe 8 high school students, - slight, of slender build and height, coming out of ???
One of them recognizes me, says "hi", they've just been spelunking in the tunnels under Nelson. And I try and get details - what did they see, find, the only answer is "puddles", it sounds like no discoveries worth mentioning, merely the thrill of discovery.
This morning, coffee, this evening, work, between now and then I have to learn how to paint with watercolors. And that outlines the day...