Wound

It could be a wound, it could be an ulcer.

No matter what you call it, it’s been a problem for almost a month, since around the weekend of October 15.

Finally, Occupy Falmouth will not be renewed. “Time to let it go.”

I mowed the back yard yesterday and started cleaning out the Oval.

Kitty was here until quite late yesterday, and came back today around mid-morning.

I brought a pile of flower pots to the transfer station and dropped off political signs at Sprout Farm.

Used up the can of Behr primer. Laura brought a big can of Zinzer so I could finish priming the new shed.

Ron drove Alpha to work; I tagged along. He picked up some auto supplies and I got a couple of items at Job Lot.