Maple Keys

A vine Maple, beginning to change to its Autumn colours, and with almost ripe keys.
Winged seed dispersal.

Today is, it seems, the birthday of three people I know, so Happy Birthday to Gail, to Frances and to my colleague Rich's baby son Adam.

I'm not sure whether yesterday ended late or started early. There was drinking, Sleepy was second to last standing, Kev came to bed at around 3, at which time the film crew at the school opposite (until 3 am, the fictional Medora High, Wisconsin) revved up their trucks and left. Goodie.

Consequently, Sleepy has felt somewhat under the weather today. We went to Richmond's 'Nibbles and Bites' - an event in the grounds of one of the community centres where local restaurants sell samples of their fare for between 2 and 3 dollars.
But the staff shortages have nibbled and bitten at the event and many establishments that were able to attend last year reported that they were unable to spare the workers this time.
Sleepy spoke to god several times without the benefit of the great white telephone.

I turned the shelved plans into retail therapy, as you do, and went and mooched around the shops.
Lovely, and not too crowded.

A wonderful article in the Guardian to honour world literacy day, had readers sending in their favourite words, and I must admit, some were great, some were new to me. But I agreed wholeheartedly with eldritch, peculiar, mellifluous, indubitably, undulate, rebarbative, the list goes on, but makes enjoyable reading.