I had a beautiful blog post half-crafted this morning. I forgot the Helen-istic maxim “haste makes waste” and I was typing so fast I accidentally deleted all my content. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t. I couldn’t spend another 90 minutes recreating the post, either, so I’m providing my readers with photographic evidence and a few clues.
The scene takes place here on my tree-lined street. Dawn breaks after a dark and damp Halloween night.
Zombie moose, marauding gang of teenagers, or a space alien?