Woke up and the knees weren't feeling great, so that 100% ruled out Patrick's funeral. Weird, the knees seem to be acting like a couple weeks back when they hurt in the morning but by the afternoon were doing alright. Got to work tonight, so couldn't go on the Jeep club run and burn the candle on both ends of the day. Oh well, might as well process my photos of the day then clean the house.
Went out and got some supplies, then a drive back via Glocester/Foster/Scituate way.
But first, Mia's pic from Patrick Dragon's funeral of a bald eagle above the flag arch.
...and with the "vibrance" turned all the way down: