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

Walking to the bus on Wednesday night was a bit surreal. There was a huge full moon and the sky was flickering above the housetops in almost every direction with illicit fireworks, accompanied by intermittent crackling, popping, and whizzing sounds.

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

The housemate has been home all week using up vacation time that would otherwise disappear, and other than leisurely walkies, resting her bad foot. I think she's going to have a pile of books to return to the library tomorrow; for one thing, she's been sitting in the lounge-chair behind the garage reading while overseeing the dogs' footling about. Bear likes to flop down in the shade of the tree there.