A Saturday in August

 Grey, cool, drizzly day. End of the summer and the storms.

D3 and S1 are discussing a hammock, for where? Visitors bed?

Laois and Offaly have had lockdown lifted, Kildare has lockdown extended. People are angry, fed-up, some are adhering to restrictions and enduring, some adhering but angry and looking for scapeoats to blame for the rise in numbers of virus cases. Some people think it is one big conspiracy theory and pour scorn on the situation, others think they are immune or above it. Tempers are running hot.

D3 and D1 borrowed ramekin dishes for mushroom pies. 

Spudnikk ate two suppers last night because I wore her out, apparantly.

A friend sent me 5 philosophy quotes this morning... philosophy before breakfast?

And I ate brownies with a carrot cucumber smoothie for breakfast, so not healthy.

Odd day.