I'm not most graceful when I get dressed in the mornings. So as I balanced, and lost balance, I dropped my foot... right onto Moby's tail. He's really not most happy with me these days. He recovered from that today, better than the head bonk. D sent me photos, including the one above, via email while I was at work, which cheered me considerably.
The balcony tomatoes are a loss. Small, but nevertheless totally tasteless. Will have to make different plans for next year. Something that likes heat, maybe chilies of some sort. Better part of a year to learn more, plan again.
Watching the birds flying, hoping a few stop by, as is the cat.
Labels: Self portrait