a real feather
a new camera. The old one stopped failing in the middle of trying out new ones, and it looked at me innocently and I hardened my heart and got the new one anyhow. I love it.
a pile of other errands, including a new smallish sketchbook and three new books and testing the new sandwich place in town, and oil change and replacing the dead bulbs...
no ride because it kept offering to rain, and then not.
