I took my lunch to the Ravenna Park parking lot near where my mother lived as a teenager. I have pictures somewhere that I took there in 1968.
After eating I was ready to drive away but made myself get out of the car.
After walking over to the edge of the ravine I was ready to leave but made myself take a picture.
Then I made myself walk down into the ravine & take more pictures.
It was probably good for me. Cope list stuff.
The squirrel was for Chris.
I could have just come back home & taken more pictures of doorknobs, like this one from this morning.