Somewhere in the wilds of Utah, my mom celebrates her birthday Not sure exactly where they might be today, but I bet they’re having fun. Brandy has no doubt found the nearest body of water and splashed in retrieving something (whether it was hers in the first place or not). Happy Birthday!
While out on my walk this morning I came around a corner to a rather hideous sight: the brutally mutilated stump of a once magnificent maple tree. It was easily a couple of hundred years old and had the wild tangle of roots around its base that maples inevitably form. I guess it endangered the sidewalk. Too bad.