Dawn is at Ceres and one of these days the folks running the project are going to figure out just what in the hell those bright spots are. My guess is ice, but what the hell do I know?

Dawn is at Ceres and one of these days the folks running the project are going to figure out just what in the hell those bright spots are. My guess is ice, but what the hell do I know?

This morning I got up and got ready for work.
In my own bathroom.
Using my own water.
Such a nice feeling.
Still waiting for the city to get here to shut off our water so we can get the intake valve fixed. There is a water main break over at Adams Ave and Howe Street, near the golf course. The water department folks might be there for the day. Yippee.
So I distract myself with more Yes.
Just posting this here to save it for later.
I made a playlist out of the entire Yes Progeny box set. Seven complete shows from the Fall of 1972 on the Close to the Edge Tour. If only it were Bill Bruford on drums instead of Alan White. (no disrespect to Mr. White intended at all)
Last weekend we went to the kids’ piano recital at the Methuen Library. They are under age so I won’t be sharing pictures of the performance. You’ll have to settle for a couple of pics of the hall itself.
Don’t you hate it when the fourth wall is broken? The energy saver bulbs somehow detract from the charm of the hall. Oh well.