Better a late bloomer than a no bloomer.
This year I must try to be at the Prairie Fest when my favorite Fort Worth band, Triggerfish, is playing.
My noon inspection of the Tandy Hills found the trails dried out, for the most part. The rain seems to have caused some new blooms to sprout for the first time this year, like the yellow and orange wildflower you see in the picture.
Changing the subject to my other regular subject, that being my morning swim.
Well, this morning's swim was odd. The air was heated to 50. The water in the pool was at a temperature level of a heat differential significant enough to cause vapor to rise from the water, like what happens when the air is freezing. This seemed strange to me.
Changing the subject again to one of my other regular subjects, Miss Puerto Rico. Tomorrow she returns to her home island, which means I begin cat sitting duty.
Cat sitting duty is a boring subject, so let's change the subject to another of my regular subjects, Elsie Hotpepper.
This morning Elsie sent me an email that said....
I don't know if it's as funny to you since you don't text but you have to check out the site damnyouautocorrect.com. It made me laugh til I cried. It happens to all of us...
Do people really do that? Laugh til they cry? I don't think I've ever laughed til I cried. But I really don't do all that much laughing or crying. Maybe if I laughed more I'd cry more. I am emotionally stilted.
My therapist, Dr. L.C., is working on my emotional stiltedness. We are not making much progress.
I think I'll go for an afternoon swim in the steamy pool and see if I can force myself to laugh til I cry.
