Not so productive.
Not much energy.
Not a great day to tackle the mundane.
60 degrees, in November.
Just had to indulge in the unusual warmth.
A rare treat.
A magnificent day, full of sunshine and blue skies.
At dusk, decided to go out for dinner.
Feeling relaxed, quiet and content… and sleepy.
Hey, Puff, I am on my way to bed.
Hope you join me.
Your brother is outside , patrolling the yard.
I am not waiting up.