First. My yellow socks? Not so yellow as some other things.

Second. Speaking of socks, the thistle socks are half as full as they were two days ago. There are no birds today, because it might rain, and they are confused. Also, the pictures I did take don’t work.

Third. Speaking of birds, “Bird by Bird.” Annie Lamott. Second to last sentence in the book;

It’s like singing on a boat during a terrible storm at sea.

See? Now you have to read it.