Holy crap it's hot. It's almost Tucson hot. This is a screen shot of my phone yesterday. That 79F that was forecast for Thursday was giving us all a little hope, but they've changed it to the upper 80s, so no joy for us.
Yesterday we were up and out early to ride to the lake. It was amazingly still, no breeze whatsoever.
It's unfortunate that I didn't see the stick in front of the silo reflection, so the image is not as good as it could have been.
The maple trees at the 9 Mile Lake park are full of maple seeds. Fortunately, they do not all germinate. We have many in our yard and spent time in early spring pulling up the sprouts.
The tall grass is heading up, making grass seed.
The orange ectoplasm has really hit bottom with his most recent atrocity. He has been keeping goats on the New Jersey golf course, so he gets a farm write off on taxes. Then, his first wife, Ivana, died. Her next of kin, either her mother or her rotten children, gave the ectoplasm permission to bury her on the Bedminster golf course. Why, you wonder? The golf course has now been reclassified as a cemetery, and ectoplasm will not have to pay taxes on income generated by the course, or pay property and sales tax. What a guy. Her grave site is just sad, no headstone, just a flat stone with her name, date of birth and death. On the bright side, the LIV pro-am he hosted there failed to attract very many spectators and they ended up selling tickets for a dollar.
Periodically, google sends me pictures from out of the past. The most recent tranche was from Capitol Reef. It's such an amazing area, really beautiful.
So, that's it! That's all I've got.