Air temperature 33 F, wind northwest gusting over 20 mph, clear sky with thin crescent moon before dawn. We hope that the foraging does not involve skirmishing.
(Sorta related to Second Breakfast but not) Out again to pick up rotisserie chicken for our off-schedule Bird. And a loaf of seedless rye, which was out when we shopped this morning. And only two loaves on the shelf this time. What's up, a rye flour shortage?