Alleys always interest me.
Another nice day as far as the weather is concerned.
The state of the republic is dire.
And getting worse by the day.
And Dolly Parton died.
It shouldn’t have been a surprise.
But it was.
On my morning stroll around the grounds, all the squirrels were bunched together and chattering like crazy.
I thought that they were objecting to my presence.
Shows you how self-centered I am!
I charge down the path and encounter a fluffy red fox.
If I’d been a little stealthier, there might be a photo.
But I wasn’t, and there isn’t.
The world is a little duller without Dolly.
Fly away home. Fly away home.