It’s another lovely day, warm but dry. Most people have too little water; we have too much. This morning, I stuck my head out to sniff the news.

Sanity is beginning to creep back into the country. It’s just a feeling. I’m no pundit, and I don’t go anywhere near Washington. I sometimes have a better perspective away from the news than when reporting on it.

Moving away can do that. I just got the word “cereal, cereal, cereal” from Sarah Harrington,  and it is the order of the day for the Cambridge Food Pantry. I’m off to post something about it.

We can get some Cinnamon Cereal Toast on Amazon for $1.99. I’m on the way.

 

 

I am watching for birds with my farm pal, Zip.

I always remember the Amish carts going by.

 

 

Maria is picking wildflowers for bouquets.

 

Zip seems to make a new friend every day.

 

 

A robin looks for food for his nest.