It's trash night tonight, and we have wheeled big recycle can and small garbage can out to the curb. Where they'll be picked up by the giant tongs on huge noisy trucks in the morning, Big news today is that you cannot fly with liquids, or gels, including contact lens fluid, prescriptions like insulin, or baby food. No cola bottles. Nada. My new blog name might be GladToDrive. But this one blog is enough for me. That's my grandchild; she's a talker! She calls us both "Grandpa" which means, I guess, that she understands we visit together. We start work on this year's haiku anthology in a week. It looks like we have some good poems. It's very quiet outside tonight. And so to sleep.