I find myself unable to rationalize drinking alcohol before 4pm, even on a Sabbath. But once that time arrives, I waste no time, and today was no exception: Mac Baren Virginia Flake in a Peterson Irish Harp 80s sandblasted bulldog, with a glass of white wine. Celebrating the Panthers victory over the Oilers last night, and hoping for three more of the same. 9/10
Bird report: House finch, California towhee, California scrub-jay, American crow, Oak titmouse, Mountain chickadee, Mourning dove, Dark-eyed junco (this straggler is clearly an individualist, staying up here this late into spring), Northern flicker, California quail, White-breasted nuthatch, Western bluebird, Violet-green swallow, and Spotted towhee.
This bowl is dedicated to my great-grandfather Myles, who would be 125 on Tuesday. Oddly, he passed away five years to the day before I was born.
