Maybe another cup of coffee. . .

"This is the day which the Lord has made," and I'm thankful to be alive in it. Meanwhile, I'm trying to think, see and hear things that are more cheerful than the weather outside.

That was a mistake.

Renoir must have been a cheerful chap, his pictures are so colorful. Even when his arthritis got so bad  he had to tie a brush to his hand. I think that was Renoir.

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Mr. Reed's crew cleaned up the yard last week, so at least there are not many leaves and branches for the rain to wash around in piles. Lots of puddles in the back yard.