Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be, across the nation and across the world. It is just after 4:00 a.m. in "The City."

The sun will rise today @ 7:43 a.m. and set later @ 8:00 p.m.

The current temperature is 23° under cloudy skies with winds of 5 mph which make it feel more like 17°. Today's forecast from the NWS in GR is for the high to be 42°, also under cloudy-skies and with 5 mph winds. That high temperature forecast will be about 10° warmer than yesterday.

There are no ups nor extras in the forecast for today.

This will be a short blog, as we were about as lazy as you can get yesterday. We accomplished some indoor chores and took the fur-children for a short walk, taking care to avoid other people.

We did get a delivery from Vintage Green yesterday. The owner of that little shop around the corner actually walked over with the newest addition to our deck, a potting table that Mary has wanted since we moved here.

It was crafted for some other purpose long ago, but it is now a potting table that fits nicely in its new home.

I have to remind Mary that it will have to find a winter location that will allow the snow-removal service to clear the deck next winter. A small problem, I hope.

Our lunch was partially the leftover veggies from that terrific pizza of the night before as a side for almost all of the vegan Italian meatballs I'd made the other day. 

Tastier than it looks, and certainly healthy.

I'm going to include a pic of Mary and Ginger in the Lazy-Boy in the living room because it is cute.

One terrier, one foot with a slipper, and Steven King's 11/22/63 What else do you need?

Collectively we slogged our way through two crosswords yesterday and that was the end of our efforts. We may get to the weekend edition of the Grand Haven Tribune later today, or not. No hurry, that's for sure.

I got to the end of editing my manuscript and now I have to begin writing additional prose for my story. In many ways it feels good to be done with the editing, but I'm now faced with adding additional details/words to the story. I hope that I have more words in my figurative quiver.

Otherwise, not much is planned for today. When you are retired, one day is much like the last. But with the pandemic isolation ongoing, it is not quite the same as making choices. Ciao.