Bad Moon Rising

It's a bit blurry, isn't it?  I took Tom out for a bedtime wee and the street was lit up by the brightest moon.  

What else?   I walked the dogs, fed my robins and collected two full bags of rubbish. My Bag For Life, which I've used for about two years got so messed up and I had to throw it away.  Is that irony, Alanis?