Tree spooge everywhere. The gunk sticks to sneakers and recreates your footsteps...it's like snow, but yellowish-green. Is it me or are the trees extra-potent this year? Are they offering a dusting before the monster cicadas come? Is there jealousy that Covid has received all the attention?
And, oddly, I'm not sneezing or sniffling. I'm just a sinus mess, but what else is new? It's definitely May.
I took most of yesterday off to celebrate Pam's birthday with her, Leo, and Bev, before the Chris Crutcher debut on The Write Time. The gifts and card were a success!
And it's now time for Dr. Moss, Kennelog shots, more interviews, and preparation for tomorrow's conference. I think, though, my car should be washed off, and my deck, and my driveway.
Short post today. Much to do. TGIF, all.
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