a downtown story

Few words excite Teddles more than, “wanna go for a ride?” He does. Always.

Listening to Shotgun by George Ezra.

Picked up some locally grown little gems. Baked some shortcake and enjoyed one of the very best tastes of summer.

Listening to Ohio by Andrew McMahon In the Wilderness.

Covid-cliché. Tried to assemble a puzzle. Gave it a week, a lovely border, then gave it away. Turns out, we aren’t puzzle people.

Listening to Falling to Pieces by Rita Ora.

Morning walks along a lovely path.

Listening to Morning by Francis and the Lights.

We’ve been taking longer weekend walks around a mostly deserted University of Akron campus. This allium sculpture, brings back lovely memories of the globe alliums I grew in the front beds of our previous home.

Listening to Fading Like a Flower by Roxette.

Been back to work a few days now. Obviously, there’s not any special event work to do, so I’m pitching in, stickering all of the magazines that have arrived in the last 3 months. I think libraries, alone, are keeping the magazine industry afloat.

Listening to Library Magic by The Head and the Heart.

I wanted a nice Zoom background photo of our living room. Also check out that thriving fiddle leaf fig, purchased from Aldi for $15.

Listening to Flying Without You by Laura Mvula.

You’re going to see so many of these sunset photos. The view from our master bedroom is west facing, and this is one of the very best ways to end a day.

Listening to Blinding Lights by The Weeknd.

Greg and I planned to take a scenic drive along the shore of Lake Erie this morning. Unfortunately, the morning’s fog had other ideas. It was still great to get out of the apartment for awhile. I miss traveling and being around other folks.

Listening to Everywhere by Roosevelt.