I love Flogging Molly so much. It's a very rare day that I don't listen to at least some Flogging Molly and Bob Dylan music, yet I never get tired of either of them. They're the only musical artists I've ever found that I can listen to so endlessly and still be happy.
I swept the back porch earlier; Shadow thought I was getting entirely too close to his blanket and dragged it away to watch me cautiously from a distance. Silly dog. <3
Currently reading Isaac's Storm
; it's pretty good so far. Just finished reading The Children of Men
, which I thought was disappointing. I wanted very much to like that book; it has a fascinating premise (inexplicable global infertility and how mankind is dealing with that scenario twenty-five years out). But the characterization was two-dimensional, the civilization seemed too implausible to really believe, the description had a tendency to get carried away, and I thought the ending was very unsatisfactory. I love a good open-ended story, but there's ambiguous and then there's just dropping the ball. Oh, well. It wasn't terrible, just not as good as it should have been. The leaves are changing in Phoenix
. Yes, this is our usual schedule. They rarely start changing before December. Some of the palo verdes got confused with the recent warm spell, though, and sprouted a few flowers. :P
Mandy's Izzy makes ridiculous faces sometimes
. She's such a snarky old lady. <3