Rocky Road

in the neighborhood. The road is not nearly as rocky as it appears here. And for non-Americans 'rocky road' is a flavor of ice cream; but, being the erudite people you are, you probably knew that already.

I was so unwell I slept and dozed through all of yesterday. I had neither the energy nor imagination to take an emergency blip of the hill or arrange an indoor blip.

But this morning I was in good fettle so I went off to Mass to sing then home to catch up with Blipfoto interrupted only for a walk with Kathy to take a few snaps around the neighbourhood this afternoon. I haven't even caught up with the week's doings in Ambridge. Or CBS's Sunday Morning. but it's on the DVR . . .