Scarab

A friend gave me this years ago to "help me find my way home".  I don't think I've ever not managed to do that. 

Still feeling iffy.  Something is not quite right.  Quiet time.  At home.

It's supposed to be our annual street Fest tonight.  Where everyone in our street gets together with food and drink and we spend an evening chatting out on the street.  But.  The weather isn't playing nice and standing in someone's garage is not the same.