Groovin'

Sat on the porch this morning until heat drove me back indoors. The yard and trees are filled with fledgling birds of many kinds and my feeders look like they are wearing gray fur coats. Not one train came by to louse up the peace of the countryside; a laid-back kind of day.

Sammy was over Wednesday but had a cold; we had to play with him twice as hard to keep him entertained.

I am having RA problems; I think the last prescription refill for methotrexate was not a good one. I am sore all over.

Have you noticed President Obama has said little about the latest Wall Street fiasco?  He knows who greases his wheels.

Art. You have to create it before you can know it.

Have a good ending of May; June is nigh.