It's been nice to see increased activity in
of late.
Chilly, sunny day, here. We've more yard work ahead of us, but of a less strenuous, more decorative nature.
Or so I was told yesterday. For all I know the plan has changed to storming the landscaping Bastille, if ya know what I mean.
What I do know for sure is that after a while, it becomes increasingly difficult to differentiate between old age, and (let's call it) "intake toxicity".
I'm also less tolerant of noise, especially that from nearby individuals seemingly demon-possessed to share their thoughts increasingly loudly, and with insufficient space between them for anyone else to shove a word into.
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