Party was, not is

Patio sunsplash facing benches
Party is here

I kept my date with oh-dark, and could hear the drone of traffic over on the Connector, a little over two miles away, before I’d gone 100 feet—major difference between Sunday and Monday.

I found more evidence of that difference farther along. Today is trash day and you don’t have to be an FBI researcher going through household garbage for evidence for the prosecution to make substantive conclusions about neighborhood activities. Someone did some hosting this weekend!

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