There's a triathalon on this weekend around the neighbourhood. Yep, buff bods on display right out in front of the house... sigh.
They're doing a practice run for tomorrow's race. It can't be pleasant, it's raining and there's a haze, the scent of wet, burned wood in the air.
I've finally got my act together and posted another story on the The Takeaway. And there I was thinking the beginning of the year meant a fresh attitude and to hit the ground running. Silly me. I'll try to post more regularly, but things happen, ya know?