I don't actually have anything to say,

but it feels like I hardly ever write posts these days.

I woke at cock-crow today - literally. My apartment is right at the local pedestrian street, and today there was the annual local hobby groups displaying their stuff, from philatelists and chess players to scouts, sports and roleplayers, and right outside my window there were a small group of bikers and a bunch of linedancers. Oh, and apparently poultry* is a hobby in this town.

Hence the cock.

*and sheep - guarded by a (stuffed) fox :-)