Yesterday, May 1, one of our local newspeople said that we'd had 15 days of 70 degree weather in April, and one in the 80s. We can't remember a prettier Spring because the storms never came to smash and scatter the blossoms and petals. Our rains have been at night, and gentle. So, I should stop patting myself on the back for being so faithful to my routine. Last night's book club at Barbara's had everyone on her back deck overlooking a sweeping lawn down to the river that flows though the Clintonville section of Columbus.
I got two walks in yesterday--one about noon, and the other with my husband after supper. The flowering crabs are mostly gone, and we're not too good at identifying plants, but I think they are white dogwoods and azaleas. I got some photos, but haven't downloaded them yet. Now I'm off to vote.
Later:
This neighbor is gifted with plants
Leading me away from the babies26 miles since Easter.
Update: 2 walks today, 30 minutes each. Now 28 miles since Easter.
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