Positive imagery

I thought about writing another political screed tonight, another exercise in venting my frustrations and outrage and dread over the collapse of America because the entire Republican party has switched sides and become fascist. But really, I've done that before. Repeatedly. It makes me feel better in the sense of having an outlet to vent my rage, but it also doesn't in the sense that it doesn't make any difference.

So I won't be doing that right now.

Instead, here are a few of photos that show the parts of my day not involving fretting over the state of the world. A microcosm of calm to the macrocosm of chaos, if you will.

Pre-dusk from an overlook at Boeing Creek Park (everything has a damn sponsor name these days), where I went for a lengthy walk today and was reminded just how out of shape I really am.

The front door of my place had somehow accumulated four doorbells for two units using the door. I spent some time disconnecting two of them and doing quick-and-dirty coverup of the mess left behind. Eventually it'll have to be spiffed up with matching paint. So now there's one bell for me and one of those creepy camera-doorbell things mounted at an angle above it for my neighbors.

Zephyr vies for attention as I'm trying to watch the ballgame. He will not be ignored.

Long-distance shot of Mizuki in her comfy hammock. The pic doesn't blow up very well, but I thought she was cute there. She and Zeph both like the hammock.