Round One of an incredibly busy, hectic several days has finally shifted to less compact for a few days until Friday returns with Round Two. Although I was teaching on Sunday from 3 PM – 11 PM, the pooches were content that I was home for more than feeding, petting them, and out the door.

And the weather… sigh. “Isn’t it beautiful weather we’re not having?” It’s 37 degrees, now at 6:30 AM and it shall only climb another ten degrees by late afternoon. The next week is filled with much rain and temperatures in the fifties and low sixties. May 6^th, we may finally see temperatures in the low seventies.

“In cold spring air”

Reginald Gibbons

In cold
spring air the
white wisp-
visible
breath of
a blackbird
singing—
we don’t know
to un-
wrap these blind-
folds we
keep thinking
we are
seeing through

A beautiful, historic home in West Dayton, The Traxler Mansion, burned yesterday. I had passed it several times throughout my thirty-two years living here in Dayton, and always thought it an exquisite piece of architecture.

The day is nudging me to move on to prepping for my morning.

Make it a great day!