Not quite a flower, not quite BBQ


Some Fridays by this time of day I’m energized, looking forward to the weekend pacing of life.

Some Fridays I feel kinda dull and logy.

Every once in a while I feel like it’s just another day.

Today I’ve cycled through all three. Right now, I think I’m transitioning back to having more-than-usual energy mode.

The unopened hibiscus bud is from the groc store run this morning, among the freshly watered plants out in front of the store and still in the shade (not for long). Among the myriad menu choices, we opted for cheater BBQ, in which there is no open flame just a crockpot, so it’s not really BBQ, merely an BBQ sauce flavored imitation.

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