Good morning. I’m feeling okay, myself. A little creaky and achy, but that will wear off as the day goes on. I have an appointment at the eye doctor this morning; I’ll leave in about an hour.
Yesterday at the stable, I saw some interesting mushrooms growing on a stump in the pasture. They looked sort of like heaps of cottage cheese, but they were the same shade of orange as Vlad’s teeth.
Somebody ought to write a song about that! Oh, wait. They did...Joe Cocker sang it!
Are mushrooms hard to grow in a house without a dank cellar?
The shower has been had, but it didn't do much for the aches, so I'm waiting...