…as opposed to drizzle, and eventually, actual puddles, although small.

Monarch appreciation lawn. Like this every year.

Lots of Urban Forestry writing, and then the two of us on a long walk through thick humidity, to the post office and back home, with a stop at the Sweetspot for a lemonade. We are adjusting to our new routine.

Can’t wait for an episode of Whistable Pearl, and then a chapter or two of MurderBot.