Trees in misty field

Aka: mould creeping up the neighbor's garage.

In an attempt to cast out the troupe of tiny leprechauns that are Riverdancing in my skull today, I went for a blip walk. This mouldy wall looked like something it was not...hmmm...just like the Guinness posing as an innocent thirst-quenching beverage. Curse it for going down so smoothly. I think I had pints and quarts mixed up.

So much fresh air...all but one nagging, green tapper remains...tip tippety tip tap tap. A spot of tea and toast could very well do him in.