My floor is covered with cookie crumbs

Lessee, on Friday I took the two older kiddos to the blacksmithing conference at the fairgrounds. That was a bit of a bust, for although they advertised it fairly extensively to the public, there was very little that the public had access to. But I learned that blacksmithing tools are very expensive, blacksmiths tend to have dogs and facial hair regardless of their sex, and I also saw a really cool, really large piece of art. It was a couple of boulders from which sprouted long strands of seaweed crafted from iron, curling and curving, up over my head some eight or ten feet to plateau against an imaginary ocean surface. The patterns they made against the sky were wonderful. If I ever have 60 large to spare, I shall have to indulge.

We checked out the horse racetrack which is only in use at fair time so far as I know. Right now it is a big oval of yellow flowers. We ran up and down the stairs in the grandstand. I'm guessing there are bats that like it there, since there were great drifts of moth wings. On the way out, we found raptor pellets of some kind on the landing. Rodent skulls and pelvic bones and femurs and scapulas, as clean and mathematical as tiny shells. Well, the ones not covered in soft grey rodent felt. I wonder how the raptor gullets do it, dissolve the flesh, but not the chaff.

Yesterday, I rode in the Rhododendron Parade. It's actually really fun to wave at smiling sprogs. I even got some nods from goth kids. I keep thinking I should come up with an entry to promote my business some year. Maybe I will.

I really wish people would stop trying to break down the back gate. The drug dealers dun live there no more! I need to make a sign.