I have yet to figure out why my headache is worse in the mornings and in the evenings.
By noonish today though, it was letting up enough to let me do some work.
The porch over at the studio was pretty disgusting after the winter, so I got busy.
Somebody doesn't want me to leave.
But I had a date with Roy.
We walk on the bike path between the canal and the river almost every day.
But one of our walks is along this path, on another part of the river.
We didn't see anyone else down here, it was just blissfully quiet.
Sometimes, that is just what the doctor ordered.
Or would order, if he had half a brain.