I am blissfully unaware of anything but nature and fog presently. And how unusual that the fog hasn’t lifted at this late hour. But the birds are singing songs of spring and that is my mood. *Sound effects are in my stories.
Flying into the weekend like... I had to pun it up a little. But seriously, it’s like a gift of weather has made everyone around here suddenly excited, happy and optimistic. Today is going to be another such weather gift. Here’s hoping we all get lunch breaks by the water!