Muddle Muddle

I’m just muddling through, but it’s a successful muddle, I guess. Most things I intended to accomplish today got accomplished, so I’m calling it good.

I even learned how to erase ugly power lines and make phone photos unnaturally bright.

Anyway, I muddled through making my hair more blue and did a particularly crappy job of it. I wish I could get to the back of my head more easily. I should pay my hair lady to do it next time.

Sorta blue. This shows me taking a regular photo and making it portrait mode.

Could my day get more exciting? Sure. I bought food for the very small Thanksgiving meal I will cook Thursday and was friendly to everyone I encountered. Why not? I do hope I don’t have to drive to Temple any more this week, though. People drive weird. Everywhere.

This is supposedly rose gold. Well, the camera a fun new toy, even if it isn’t the fanciest phone one.

I would have taken lots of bird photos today, but the memory card was hiding (not really—Lee had it). So I enjoyed the binoculars a lot. This evening I must have spent five minutes watching a female Cardinal chowing down on juicy, black greenbrier berries. Like I’ve said before, our woods provides plenty of bird food.

I’d take some if you have it to me. Sad phone photo.

That’s about all the excitement other than bird stuff. Horse’s are fine but still muddy, and the fowl are enjoying their daily food as usual. Lee, the dogs, and I are also content.

Penney is very content. She loves Lee’s porch chair.

Yep, muddled through another day.