Morning

Morning rituals. Reading the paper and enjoying black coffee in my favorite old mug. Gazing out the kitchen window at the explosion of spring green. Lots of things I love in this blip, references to my sagging Boston Red Sox, my iPhone opening screen with Raspberry's eye and the joy of seeing Saab able to advertise again.

Several errands on tap, then a day hopefully spent at my painting easel. My painting group isn't meeting today, so I'll be battling my Aby assistant, who loves supervising painting activities and often ends up spotted in oil .