I made it through the week and contemplate the weekend with trepidation. Is that the right word? I usually try not to be so cowardly. But I must be having a craven moment, because I just backspaced those two sentences out. I restored them with the “edit undo” button. I must not be afraid to admit when I am feeling scared.
So that was my first lame paragraph from this week’s Lame Post Friday post. I am tired, and I am having a bad writing week. There, I admitted it. At lunch time at work, as I sat cravenly doing a cryptogram puzzle instead of writing, I said, “I have got to get my act together.” My co-workers agreed, saying that they had meant to mention that to me. I can always count on my co-workers.
I don’t think I ever gave him a name.
I wanted to throw in a picture, to pep things up, and this one caught my eye. He is currently lurking by me garage. I don’t know where I will put him next.
This is where he used to lurk in the front yard, under Frankentree.
These are appropriate pictures for today, because the one thing I accomplished was to mow the front lawn. It was in shade for the most part, so that was good.
Mmmmm… coffee…
This is the coffee cup I used this morning. This would normally be the weekend for the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival in Little Falls. Alas! One more thing to look forward to in 2021, I hope. Oh dear. I cannot end on such a sad note. Can I find a cheerful picture?
Maybe I could look like this if I went on a really strict diet.
Here is a cheerful thought: COVID or not, I can decorate my porch for Halloween! That will also make a good blog post! As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 