...is lovely. 

Billy and I went for a walk around the block. It was super nice: as wecame back on the side street, we got completely blinded by the sunset...nice feeling. I had to walk watching my feet on the ground only, the sun was so bright. Our hood has many kids sounds. More and more people are moving in with toddlers and dogs. Some people are young yet have a heck of a lot of money. 

I passed by the koran christian church: it was one of their two food bank days. Everyone was preparing great looking food baskets for the parish I suppose. It is something I think they started in covid. 

I love the view of my street through the patio door: i see it all the time when I write on this couch. Does it feel like home? I am not sure...I have felt like I have been traveling a lot since 2005. Certain skies will remind me always that this is indeed home. I am thankful for those evenings and mornings.