Last day of the year, but like any other;
Closing out the year as one does, reflection, chores, plans, and such. The pictures are from walking Silas, the gray sky's set the transmission lines off graphically and caught my eye so I did a survey. The rose hips are starting to find their winter selves so they got featured too.
Chores wise; the van isn't blown up after all, just a frozen coolant line during the freeze. On the drive stoped at fun-Bobby's and found a nicely aged chambray.
The NYE was low key, I dug out the aircraft carrier and went through old pictures. Booms minimal, so Si was happy.
Plans are as all NY plans, well intentioned. Blogging here, more photog, culling the beast of the archive, vaugeries as such.