A mockingbird is making a racket in a tree outside my apartment. I have all my windows open and a fan going. I have piles of books and papers littering every flat surface in my living room. Ah, spring.
(Okay, not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but...85F might be pushing it just a little for early April. If we could get to the mid-seventies, that would be perfect.)
(Okay, not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but...85F might be pushing it just a little for early April. If we could get to the mid-seventies, that would be perfect.)