Six again

Mostly full moon, tangled in phone lines.

Crashed early last night. Woke up not quite as coughy.

Six crows this morning.

Peek-a-boo!

Maybe a crow from the Upside Down?

And a gull.

And some smaller birds.

And a hard-to-see thieving bastard.

I see you!

Never a shortage of flowers.

I can’t tell. Is the lettuce looking a bit improved this morning?

And in the end, the morning coffee ritual. Still playing with the ratio.