rDay Twelve-Hundred-Eleven/Twelve/Thirteen

Can’t keep up with reporting, visual and otherwise.  Anyway, an external view of my workspace garret…

And the walk home, including automotive encounters (my apologies to the non-sympathetic) …

More of the walk home:

Gotta check in on Dog 163 …

And finally — anybody remember the keyboardist of Iron Butterfly?  Now playing at a local bowling alley:

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