the story of the keys

Monday, I came in the house after putting away the car, set down my keys, and haven't seen them since.

For two or three days I've been using the spare set to get in and out of the house, and the spare car key to make the car run. Yesterday I had the car key, but not the other keys. Usually Pat is in the house, and it's no biggie. But she was on the front porch waiting for me. I had to break the window to get in the garage. Then we drove over to Sharon's to get her key to get back in the house.

A trip to Cantelmi's was in order. I walked there this morning. It was a similar route to the one I walked yesterday. So today I took photos of the street art.

Here are the painted planters on Fourth. There are more on Third. That's another day.

This is a rain barrel near Cantelmi's. The street side is the light blue.

Here are a couple of bike racks. The one is meh. The other is made from bent parking meters. So cool. Both are on Fourth. The meters are at New and the logo at Vine.

I was drenched with sweat when I got home.

Later, I walked over to see the fire damage on Bergen street at the old Hertzog building. That was at about noon and it's maybe eight blocks round trip. I was just as sweaty, maybe more so, as my longer walk this morning. 

Miles/Steps:  About 4 with the two walks
Bathrooms:   None used
Wildlife:        squirrels
Weather:      AM walk: Overcast, warm, low-80s, humid. NOON walk: Sunny, high-80s, high humidity.     
Extras:         Dave and Barb showed up today with a bag of fresh kale. Yum.