Foolish Hill

Did the previous post on Kindle. Not very good service! Conflicts with Google.

The photo didn't upload and then the muchrooms arrived. Never noticed until review.

Always go back and check. Often formatting errors. Sometimes spelling. Much on level.

Or striking the right balance, I should say, given the opportunity to think a bit. LOL.

Last week, thinking about having waffles with Francesca, I decided against coffee.

Not that I was coffeed up but it was like, evening, you know? So asked for hot water.

Had tea bags in valise. Darjeeling. Anyway, coffee machine normally does only that.

Consequently, water was slightly ochre from residue grind. Deferred. But of course!

Told her had tea bags in bag. Plain speaking but redundant. Better diversified.

So rebounded. She was amused; usual. Had them in there some time for us to imbibe.

But, as iterated, opportunity did not present. Always something/somebody interposing.

Hey... not my fault. Invited her to dinner with Greeks. Did she think me a silly Cretan?

Presently having tea too. The boys are really banging the ball around tonight! Thinking.

Should I go to another bar to watch last two innings? Last one was 'join the club' like.

But told them just visiting and didn't need any friends let alone competition. Yikes.

That's just what happened with an attorney looking to set me up. Q&A howler. Walked.

This shot soon after sunset.
Something on my mind; recalling ride up many years ago.
At night for the lights. Now, just stepped outside. Nothing at all.
Light pollution. Oh yeah... I need to get far out of town for sure.

Yo! One just came out. Maybe Pegasus. On way to telly. Busy.