Wednesday May 31st



It’s a bit warmer this morning.. The temperature is 72°, the dew point is 71°. There’s very little breeze.. unless it’s mechanical. The air is filled with the smell of fresh cut grass.. and the sound of a jet engine flying over.
Once again, I am amazed by the difference between the back porch and the front porch. Out here on the back porch, facing the woods, the traffic sounds are mostly non-existent. Most of what I hear are the individual bird calls. The Cardinals, the Eastern bluebirds, the Blue Jays, the crows.. there is a mockingbird feeding in the yard.. but it’s not singing.
Green trees and blue skies.. not a very common occurrence.. at least not the blue skies these days.
Well, as much as I enjoy inhabiting my rocking chair.. I need to head in… I have to play Grandpa chauffeur today, and everyday of the summer. So y’all enjoy the day and I’ll catch y’all on the other side.