A walk around the lake with the guys. Down jacket on, but still nice air.

Notably absent: all the runners training for the Boston Marathon. Normally this time of year, they’d be everywhere. This year’s race will be in October.

Midday found me quilting and watching a show about Flannery O’Connor on American Masters. I knew she was a staunch Catholic and southern but I had no idea how ill she was with lupus.

I hear my neighbors chatting out back. I’ve been through quite a few chapters today and have to get back outside. It’s a little daunting, the page count.

Here’s how K and I do yard clean up: I rake leaves and whatnot into piles and he picks them up.

I close with two Paris Collage Collective Week 12 compositions that didn’t make it into my Instagram feed.