Having a Picnic

well, kinda. Some Sweet Spicy Doritos and a beer, sitting on the bench out here in the back 40. Or back acre and a half or something. Filled up the Farthest Outpost Birdfeeder* and plomped myself down -- full wireless strength out back, yay -- listening to birds and our stream, and conversing from time to time with calligrafiti as Leifur (on his leash) brings her by.

Not a bad end to the daylight part of friday.

(*this reminds me that I need to put up some pictures of my new bird feeder array out front -- I've been figuring that post will be titled The Crazy Bird Lady.)