My Turn Next?

I wasn't as ambitious as I was yesterday, but I did mow the lawn after two hours of pickleball (and a nap), followed by an hour of weeding after dinner. I couldn't think of a blip, but the neighborhood kids came to my rescue. I heard the word paparazzi mentioned when they saw me with my camera.

It's good to see kids of different ages playing together well, without any electronic devices -- just like we did when I was a kid.

Now I think I'll finish my Harviestoun Ola Dubh (ale matured in Highland Park whisky barrels) while I watch a video.