recreating Clint Eastwood

Sort of.
In a fashion.
Mr I in his poncho. Finally got his leather hat dry that he left out in the rain a couple of weeks ago. His cigar is half a peperami that he ate afterwards and then had to give Nelly and Ziggy another one. Nerf gun left here by grandson Jim. We had a lot of fun doing this. I made him a nice warming whisky mac afterwards, and I had one too.
And I planted my tomato seeds today. They’re on the kitchen windowsill.