A lazy sunny Sunday. Dennis and I had worked at the VFW Steak Fry last night. Far and few in between do we usually stay out that late. The workers are the last to enjoy what the kitchen has to offer. Eating that late at night may have added to the lethargic feelings of today.
After coffee in the porch this morning, Dennis checked his eyelids for cracks in his recliner and I headed to the sewing room to put in a little local effort.
Fall days, such as we have had recently, tell the rest of the story. Just in case we don’t take heed, the squirrels chucking out Black Walnuts remind us.