Today is one of those rare spring days. Temperatures are in the upper 60s with a light breeze off the bay. The sea grasses are waving gracefully in that breeze. All the windows are open and it seems that every bird in the immediate area is in some kind of competition for the loudest, prettiest song.
The weather critters insist there will be thunderstorms this afternoon. Though we know how very wrong those critters can be, a nice walk is in my immediate future.
After that, I won’t mind the rain. After the drought of last year we can use the water. The pond has been filling nicely and currently stands at two-thirds capacity, which is great news for the turtles and frogs.
And the air smells sweet this afternoon. I’ll be back.
And so it goes.