The little colony of Heather by the Junk Parking.
Still there.

The signs about the Lot going to close on the fifteenth.
Still there.
If the permanent parkers are really gone, it's too early to tell.

OH these twilight days!
and I need windscreen wipers for my glasses.
My sister reports from Kungssten
that the family cat (would that be my cat-in-law?)
Nisse the Hunter
currently spends his days drowsing
eyes rarely, barely open
without interest for exploring the closet being house-cleaned

     Just
     call me
     if there's
     a mouse will ya?