It's January now and the day was crisp, sunny, and cold. Not cold like Alaska cold, but cold for Washington. It was a good day. I actually went through some clothes, washed them, and now they are in the Goodwill box. I haven't worn a dress since I attended a funeral shortly after I retired, so I'm passing them on to someone who might need them.
Why is it so hard to give clothes I haven't worn in ten years? Why do I think that I will suddenly start wearing dresses and jumpers, it's not like they are even in style anymore. Still, even though I know I won't be wearing them, I put three jumpers back in the closet "in case it get hot this summer".
I put out some bread chunks for the birds the other day and last night something came any ate them. I don't think it was birds, because there was half a loaf of toasted bread yesterday and today there are about three chunks. Plus Bear was really sniffing in the area . . . coyotes? Probably.