Warm, breezy, Spring day
The other harbingers are out, too. I heard a red-winged blackbird yelling about which fenceposts were his, and over on Edgewood and 42nd, thereabouts, there was a guy and his wife peddling morels out of the back of a van — $25 for as many as you could snug into a Mason jar, not counting the big ones pointing out of the top of the jar.
Broke a tooth for lunch, so I have to head back to my dentist's office on Thursday. How rosy can your outlook get, before it's time to knock on the old blockhead again...? Nuts.
Labels: Spring thoughts