Well, the heat is gone. A front moved through the area and we've been left with cloudy skies and drizzles. If you're in Central PA and had plans for a big Memorial Day weekend bash, they're going to be washed out. the rain will be hanging around until Monday. Temps will not climb into the 70s (F). We have returned to sweatshirt and sweatpants weather. I have no problem with this. The hot days of summer are going to be here soon enough.
And yesterday sort of fit into the pattern of the last few Wednesdays. I did chores: laundry, dishes, and some yardwork, but mostly I did nothing. I did spend a lot of time thinking, something I enjoy doing regularly. Too many people don't think. They don't like to ponder. I do think that too many would rather subsist than participate. They prefer a life filled with the doldrums, where the slightest breezy thought might make them consider something. Thinking might actually be rapidly becoming a lost art. The don't like news that upsets them, so what they do watch or read has been candied down into something less substantive than salt water taffy. Me? I'll take the peanut butter brittle any day.
I am scheduled to work today, but to celebrate the autumn-like weather, I've decided to stay home and fry up some latkes.
I took this pic on Tuesday. As you can see, all of my reds are... well red; the rose in the foreground and Howie in the background.

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