Due to the government mandating that time be shifted an hour, I am up later than I would have preferred.
It is past 8, well after the arrival of the sun, this second Sunday of March.
As you can see, looking through the bars of my patio prison cell, it is a sunny Sunday in North Texas.
Sunny and 60 degrees.
Which means, even though I am running late, I'll be going swimming this morning.
I think around noon I will be heading to Veterans Park in Arlington and then on to the ALDI in Pantego. That is what I did last Sunday, and creature of habit that I be, I tend to repeat myself.