moving right along . . .

kidlet is back to pack up more of her goodies and cart them over to her kottage . . .  which by the way, she managed to lock herself out of last night.  everybody does it.  some of us have even done it more than once.  it's a ritual of ownership.

the sofa bed disappeared at 8:37 this morning.  so happy it has a new home.  it will live on a sun porch and be occupied by drunk buddies who come down for the games.  you can't make this stuff up.

decided to do some poaching, slicing, dicing and stirring and happily made a big pot of that chipotle chicken corn chowder.  now that corn is back in season, it is good and sweet which helps offset the chipotle and poblano peppers.  slurp.  and yes, i am a year round souper slurper.

and for my oddity of the day,  i found this stenciled on a wall in corfu.  don't ask, i have not a clue.

gotta love the world as we see it.