Air temperature 70 F, wind near calm, scattered clouds. Fog along the river early. High point of the day will probably be mowing our lawn.
Idle curiosity asks what percentage of today's explosive punch comes from China.
Round of shouted profanity at South Neighbors, father yelling at son, and the police are on site.
Speckle-breasted robin under our side-yard maple, begging meals from an adult male. I guess all those tweedles worked out, after all.