Hubby is still upstairs on the toilet. The dogs are waiting. The crows are chatting and so are other smaller birds, singing. Cars are heard on Hickey and Austin. It is almost 7am.  Quarter to. I may not go for a walk this morning. I always feel guilty when I dont go. The morning is such a glorious time to be in the woods. And it is so healthy!

I smoked a joint this morning, a tiny pinner. I miss my friends. I should make more. My sister and her boyfriend commonlaw are camping in the Grand Canyon for two weeks. Juts a month or two ago they were camping in the deserts of Texas... 

UPDATE

I went for the morning walk. As usual, it was superb. Whiskey however is super duper disobedient and follows people for treats rather than stick with us. I have a neck cold (torticoli). It is a bit painful. Maybe I will need to go for a shiatsu in a week?