Traditional

Today was both good and bad.  The good part was a two-hours long phone call with Clare, which ended when I lost my voice.

I had a library book on hold and today was the last day to pick it up.  I got down to my car and realized my car keys were in my other jacket.  When I got back upstairs, I called the library and arranged to have the book held for one more day.  Then the cleaners came and after they had gone I realized that I had enough time before my scheduled phone call to pick up the book at the library.  But when I got there every parking spot in the lot had a car in it!  So I will have to pick up the book after dialysis tomorrow.  This would have been my first visit to the actual library since 2020, as I've relied on E-books since the pandemic began.

Here is another more traditional wreath from the first floor.