Today nothing was scheduled. Chores got done. We made our own zoo sticks. I never did plant my own squash. Next year. Next year. The garden will be better. The sad truth is this year the weather was ideal for growing vegetables and I didn't. I shall not lament my own lameness. It is what it is. That's what my T-shirt says.
Off to walk around the block and then dive into September Vogue. Finally it hit the magazine stand at my local grocery. 900+ pages. Doorstop. Best value.