As good as it gets...

Easy day. Didn’t do much of anything but write. Worked on the long piece early, went off to the gym just before noon, then came home and ran a few errands.

The temps have dropped into the eighties, but the lawn looks like shit and is ready to be put to rest for another year. Gotta give the plug-puller man a call. Clean up as best I can and look at reseeding with something new. Last year’s stuff wasn’t worth a damn.

Still getting back in the groove after the boy’s departure. Missing them, but eager to get on to a new project or two.

No big plans for tonight. Porch chops in plum sauce. Wine. An early night to bed.