throw another bear in the canoe

Gorgeous out there. Can it stay like this always?

Got up early and took the dog for a 5k. Someday, I will do that at something other than a shuffling jog. Today is not that day.



Tea today: Stash White Christmas
Teacup today: green stoneware

76.8 miles to Mordor. Send eagles: I aten't walking back.

Soon, some yoga. Today is also a Rest Day.

A bird I am tentatively identifying as a Northern harrier (hen harrier, for those of you across the puddle; aka marsh hawk)  has moved into the neighborhood. I see her every couple of days--twice today--and about half the time the crows are giving her a terrible time.

It makes me wonder if the smaller gray bird we've been seeing and thinking might be a peregrine is the male.

By the way, if you want to know what a crawling discorporate amorphous fantasyland evil looks like? It's the shadows of a crow and a harrier fighting, twisting across the trees.

I'm walking for charity next Saturday. Please consider donating.

Rudyard Kipling was a Tom Sawyer/Becky Thatcher 'shipper.

That's FUCKING AWESOME.