This morning's prompt is 'bucket', in this case a Halloween bucket.

I'm going to squish this down in post.

This morning's prompt is 'sausage'.

Stuff 

This morning's prompt is 'banana bread'.

So what do I do with this? 8-P

I could start trying to catch up with inktober...

Barnard's World!

This morning's prompt is 'paper towels'.

Stuff 

This morning's prompt is 'baptism'.

So what density for Barnard's World? A little bit less than Earth or maybe a little bit more?

Barnard's World

A tidally locked planet at Barnard's Star. Some years ago I split the now disproven super earth into a double planet and did some animation. Now we have a tidally locked rockball...

b- 0.37±0.05 M🜨, 0.02294±0.00033 AU 3.1533±0.0006 days, eccentricity less than 0.16

Data Here

This morning's prompt is 'black eyed Susan'.

"The black eyed Susans are staring at us..." Ben said to Brenda when they took a break.

"Let them," she answered and leaned in and helped herself to a kiss. Ben kissed her right back, and they were preoccupied for a little while. Carol sang out a childish old rhyme and they both gave her the one fingered salute.

Tom was shocked to realize his mother was crying silently. "Mom?!" he whispered, low and urgent, turning to scan for trouble.

"It's nothing."

"It is not 'nothing'!" Tom wanted to shout, but didn't, couldn't do that to Ben and Brenda... "Oh."

"Oh," Carol agreed. "Nothing... gold can stay."

"I don't accept that. I can't accept that."

"My boy. Going to fix the world, huh?"

"I damn well will try," Rom said with a little anger, then added, "Sorry."

"Don't be. I haven't given up, I just have... moments of doubt."

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/148652/nothing-gold-can-stay-5c095cc5ab679