The environs of the secret Paco Command Center have assumed the taupe, gray and sepia colors of winter, but the balmy temperature today made for an enjoyable walk for the missus and me (and Mabel, the official dog of Paco Enterprises).
The area is alive with deer and foxes, both of which I’ve seen crossing Barkley Road early in the morning on my way to work. And something’s been skittering around on my roof in the predawn hours (at least, I hope it’s the roof, and not the attic).
Back to work tomorrow, unfortunately. On the other hand, it’s just a three-day work-week for me; I get Jan. 1st off, of course, and I’m taking the second off, as well, since it will be our 31st wedding anniversary. Now, which one is that? Not silver; not gold. Kevlar, possibly?