D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

Crows are flying over with twigs in their beaks. And the parrots, in flocks of various sizes, flying in various directions, shrieking.

D.O.P.-T.

There was frost on the lawn this morning. So of course I was reminded that our clocks go forward this Sunday, because that fool had to mess up one more thing to show how powerful he was . . .