As I approach my ninth anniversary (October) here on Domani Dave, to say you may have noticed that I’m running out of steam would be a tad presumptuous.

I am rawther (to borrow a spelling) fatigued.  Not remotely ‘because of’, but we are headed to Mexico City in two weeks.  The newly retired Stephen wants to travel.  I have myself turned into one of those can’t-leave-the-house sorts.  Well, almost, so the idea of this voyage is wearing me out.

I’ll be delighted when we get there, but now, I’m a pain in the ass.

I’ve been absent in the comments of my blog pals, and here, and while I in no way consider the attached pictures ‘place-holders’, I have even less to say than usual, so here is at least something.

All photographs ought to tell a story, some kind of story, but I want more — something like a small movie, apparently.  I love all three of these pictures.

Two gentlemen peering outside at the protesters at the recent G7 in Canada.  Donald Trump’s physician scurrying.  And John McCain.

All three are clickable; please do.