From relatively recent Star Series. New wings. The red and white chip of fabric used to be a triangle. Now it’s a flying heart a la the Sufis.
I am surviving a basement being excavated across the street, a patio being installed by back neighbor and the usual round of yard crews and year end celebrations over at the school (accompanied by booming music out in the field). By 5 yesterday, I was fried. Today will be better because kitty-corner neighbor’s hedges are now trimmed (two hours yesterday, electric trimmer).