Or if my hair is brown

So, some unsettling pet news. Goldfish, this time. It's about one of the fish we got from the neighbors up the street. One of the Black Moors, a fancy breed with big eyes slightly bulged out of its head. At least one of the other fish started to pick on it, attacking the poor creature. bunnyhugger found it in a pitiful state, with wounded fins and worse, bad enough that she was preparing to euthanize it. But on observation, the fish seemed to be carrying on all right. So without clearer evidence of ongoing misery we're going to try to nurse it along.

Still, we've had to set up a quarantine tank, so that the fish can heal, and get a higher concentration of antibiotics. Also to get some time away from whatever fish was attacking it. (We suspect the perch, which we couldn't return to the native waters of Lansing, but we don't actually know that.) If we're lucky, at least, the injuries to the goldfish's fins will heal, at least well enough that we can consider setting it outdoors when the season warms up. We've also taken the other Black Moor, one with a fantail so it's an even slower swimmer, and put it in one of the tanks with our older goldfish. If it is the perch preying on easy-picking fish this should keep the more delicate and slower goldfish safer.

So in the meanwhile we went to Meijer's and got a large plastic storage bin, so the poor fish could have nearly 20 gallons of water to itself. And a new air filter and bubbler set up. It'll be hard keeping the water healthy, with so little of it, but that's the best chance we can give it.

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Let's get back to walking the streets of Lansing while the weather is only frightful because of what it implies about the climate damage done.

Here's a house doing a bit more with the porch and with the fence along its side.

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Trees created by the light and candy-cane guides to the front walk here.

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And here's a simpler use of the porch to give the lights something to illuminate.

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Trivia: The first budget for the United Nations Relief and Rehabilitation Administration, agreed upon in Atlantic City, New Jersey, in 1943, was a budget of two billion dollars: $1.35 billion from the United States, £ 80 million from the United Kingdom, and most of the rest from Canada and Latin America. Source: The Long Road Home: The Aftermath of the Second World War, Ben Shephard.

Currently Reading: With Amusement For All: A History of American Popular Culture Since 1830, LeRoy Ashby.