Hopefully Waiting

When I got home it was getting dark. I didn't have a blip so I looked out the kitchen window and there was this squirrel looking like she was huddled against the wind and hoping for some food. I put out a few nuts but by then she was gone.

Busy day: therapy, support group and now a concert. The same fellows that played at the music club are playing tonight. Our friends Deborah and Mike are driving us down. How nice that is.