The final day of the holiday weekend took me to the yard as usual and then Opal and I rode the bike trail to see if anything was up elsewhere. It was a better day than the rest of the weekend, though still really nothing to write home about. Oh well, sometimes you just have to suffer through slow days.

Kickin’ it off with THE and PAPER, two of my favorites.

Random chicken wing on the sidewalk surrounded by ants.

Playing in the out of doors.

I need new shoes. And a trip to a real creek, preferably somewhere in the country.