Poor Ashley. Nobody’s ever told her the story of The Dog Who Cried “Woof!”
(She’s been barking at me.) #dogsofmastodon

Poor Ashley. Nobody’s ever told her the story of The Dog Who Cried “Woof!”
(She’s been barking at me.) #dogsofmastodon
Okay, I know it’s lichen and not moss, but I know how to spell #mosstodon, whereas I have no idea how to spell #lichentodon. #lichen? #lichens? #lichensofmastodon?
(Update: I am told that #LichenSubscribe is the lichen-related hashtag most in use—an admittedly brilliant hashtag.)
That’s more like it! My first few runs after having been sick were pretty mediocre, but today I ran 5.19 miles in 1:18:28, and felt good right on through. 🏃🏻♂️
Ashley lay down on the floor in the bedroom, so I sat down on the floor next to her. She started woofing at me, so I woofed back at her.
She seemed non-plussed. #dogsofmastodon
Google offered several filters to make this sky more dramatic or colorful, but I decided that I liked it best with no filter. Dawn sky over the prairie next to Winfield Village.
If I live to eleventy-one (like Bilbo), Jackie and I will have been married 78 years. #jimmycarter #rosalynncarter
Just a couple of days after seeing the crescent moon at dawn, last night there was a crescent moon at sunset! (Obviously not a surprise to anyone familiar with the phases of the moon, but it made me happy.)
Whiskey club: Cody Road Bourbon. Pre-pandemic, our local liquor store used to have tastings. (It probably does again, but we haven’t started going again yet.) At one tasting there was a rep from Cody Road, which turns out to be almost a local distillery: It’s in Le Claire, Iowa, just across the Mississippi. I don’t remember the precise details, but the rep mentioned that they try to use local corn and rye, grown close to the distillery.
The rye was actually even better than the bourbon (and I’m not usually a huge rye fan). We’ve got some of the rye in our liquor cabinet—I’ll have to have some again soon.
Today though I poured the bourbon on the rocks, although it’s also good neat.
Whiskey club: The whiskey I drink most often is Evan Williams black label.
I particularly like it for whiskey and branch water. (Equal quantities of whiskey and tap water are how I prepare it.) Several of the fancier whiskeys that I have really suffer when overly diluted with water, but the Even Williams holds up very well.