Day Off

The weather forecast looked good. And there is the birthday thing. So today seemed as good a day as any to play hookey.

Not that I've done much so far. Written. Talked. Opened email to find greetings from friends and family. A walk still to come.

A catbird is singing.  The day lilies starting to bloom. The new climbing rose surging skyward.

There is a sense of pleasant rightness in the air.