Had the pleasure of almost doing damn near nothing today.
Put in time on a short story this morning, hit the gym late afternoon, came home and planted some rose bushes, and spent an hour FaceTiming with young Jack.
All in all, a nice quiet day.
The yard’s coming alive, though slowly, as is always the case. Trees are budding, but the leaves are small and a long way from shading anything. Have worries about the locust in back—the one we repaired after the snowstorm rent it in two—but will deal with it however we have to.
Neighbor Robin is back after a long absence. Nice to see her and her guy again.