Bernice and I have already been out for our morning walk–her usual walker, Jenni, is visiting her Grandmother–and made sure there were no unwelcome critters hiding out in the culverts. This is Bernice’s main job in life, and she takes it serously. 
If she doesn’t protect us from the wild turkeys, incessantly plotting their dastardly uprising, who will???
I mostly read my manuscript on the weekend, but also did a little work on artist trading cards, etc. I’m making some new collage papers, too, a technique I learned in an art book. Fun but messy.
Deb is still