May 10--beware the garden flamingos

Not much to say today. I think I still have the residual blues from yesterday, so I am watching some tv. I have two current shows that I am following. The Handmaid's Tale and Fargo, season 3. Both are excellent. That's how I watch tv. Find something good and watch it. Then wait a few months until something else good comes along.

There is the most delightful breeze coming in through the window. It brings a hint of jasmine and roses with it. There is a dog barking in the distance. I can hear my neighbor's wind chimes. The last of the day's light is fading, and my room is illuminated by a single lamp that is to the left and behind me. I look at the remains of the rose that has been right outside my window for the past week, its last four petals standing in defiance of time.

There are flamingos.