Phillip sent these two photos. They have nothing to do with one another, really. Poppets on a grenade do what poppets on anything do. They give us a different look at things we might take for granted. Like grenades.
Cats need no reason or explanation.
Thanks for your emails. These are hard days. I have the tenacity of a mule. I consider it one of my better traits. Better days are coming. But sometimes we have to slog through the bad ones. I'm doing it. I'm not digging it, but I'm doing it.
Possibly the lesson here is that indeed, things work themselves out in the work. When I find out, I'll let you know.
In the meantime, I'm off to the WFC.
Here we are, in November. Let's all try to make the most of it.