When I grow up I want to be an old woman

what we have for a scarecrow, originally uploaded by your neighborhood librarian.

I'm hot. The garden is full of morning glory vines and spiders. The windshield has a crack in it. I haven't cooked a bona fide meal since June 24th. I can't get the water balloons to fill. We're out of olive oil. I can't find disc 5 of season 2 of The Wire anywhere. I just delivered a large blue adult tricycle with a great big basket to my friend Molly.

And this is my scarecrow - a plastic bear that got caught under the mower.

Is it Friday? I think it's Friday.