…or at least repositioned. First real frost likely tonight, so the venerable bush has moved indoors, to wait out winter.

Afternoon trip to the library in Fort (because it’s such a nice place to be), where I picked up a book titled The Heartbeat of Wounded Knee (keeping me, at least for the time being, firmly positioned in things indigenous). And, below, the mural of Chief Blackhawk on a building in Fort.

And, for dinner tonight, waffles with chicken. Chicken left over from last night, and Cornmeal Waffles with Cheddar, Scallions, and Jalapeno.