This crisp, cool morning was spent by John working on the shoulders of the road through our village. He was part of a volunteer clean-up crew -- the sort of work you rather expect to see prisoners doing, complete with day-glo orange safety vests. The good news is that the group gathered only a few bags of trash along their assigned two miles of roadway. The bad news is that there was any trash at all. People can be such careless slobs!!!!

I would've loved to have taken a photo of him in his vest, but I was otherwise occupied by a trip to the eye doctor, and when I returned my pupils had been dilated and I couldn't see to work the controls on my camera.

BTW -- my eyes are fine; no real changes. I mainly went to keep my prescriptions current so I can continue to purchase contact lenses for the next year.