The graying of our world
Air temperature 48 F, calm, overcast for the newspaper walk. Came back to find a crow inspecting our garbage bag. No obvious holes . . .
Off to our local radio club gathering of fewer and grayer operators every year.
Air temperature 48 F, calm, overcast for the newspaper walk. Came back to find a crow inspecting our garbage bag. No obvious holes . . .
Off to our local radio club gathering of fewer and grayer operators every year.