Well, if the forecasters are correct, we're going to be cooking records today, that is the temps do indeed climb to 84 (F). That's short sleeved shirt weather, and I'm going to wear one to work. We had rain last evening, steady and soaking.
The forsythia on the hill is in bloom. I didn't plant it, which means that some bird at a seed and pooped it there, and it grew. I didn't realize that I had planted so many bulbs, but I must have since they're springing up all all over the place. I don't even know what half of them are. One thing I am certain of is that none of my dahlias survived the winter. It was very cold and the ground froze days, if not weeks, at a time. I did save some seeds from the flowers, so rather than plant tubers, this year I'm just going to throw out some seeds and see if they take.
Howie has gotten very picky when it comes to eating. For a while, it seemed as if he preferred the more expensive kibbles, then he seemed to go for the less expensive brand, then yesterday afternoon he began snubbing both. I put out some canned food and, after giving it a sniff, walked away. What does he like to eat? Fruit. I loves blueberries and bananas. So, I'm going to have to get experimental and try different combinations.
My new heart rate monitor is out for delivery. Good.
And here's a pic of my daffodils. The ones out front are in full bloom.
