SIRI AND I
Siri and I have a frosty relationship at best. Can you relate? He often hears me incorrectly, as though nestled under a Sherpa throw, adroitly demonstrated here by the niece. Asking for info on the Festival of Trees some time back, I was promptly filled in on the Festival of Cheese.
An entry for one of my faves(!), the found faces category, my bag stares back at me from the bathroom wall in a recentish restaurant outing.