Madhouse viewing point

Air temperature 64 F, wind near calm, light mist falling. Roads had been drying off from overnight rain. No current local rain showing on the radar. May be able to get out for a walk.

Happy to see me?

Could hear Ms. Sasha purring as she strolled down the walkway to meet me. We did the usual ritual of a meet-up scritch and then escort around the corner to her front steps for an extended session.

Orange hawkweed blooming in one yard, earliest of the species. More rhododendrons, more roses, etc, etc, etc.