Another grey start to the day, but we did break into the 50s.
Seymour (who has cancer in his ear) is 15 years old and skinny, but he is still hanging in there and has a big appetite.
Mid afternoon Gary and I got hooked on a British series and did some binging. Dinner was a replay. I definately need to make chicken parm more often.
Of course the best light appeared after dinner.
Chores at 8:15.
These ribbons are on the top of a thingy that is on my trike so people can see me if I am out on the road.
I am really going to try and stay awake to catch the Northern Lights tonight.
Night all.
3 comments:
If your Northern lIghts are as good as our Southern Lights, you will see a wonderful display.
They were out here, but I saw mostly smokey skies.
I hope you got to see them. I had a cat who wasn't supposed to live more than a few months. She lived another two years. Also skinny but seemingly happy. I called her Zombie Kitty. She was also skinny.
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