Good early morning GH. It is just past 4:00 a.m. and the current temperature both inside and outside my music room/office is 53°. This really is great sleeping weather. Now all I have to do is get back to bed and enjoy it. Theoretically, that 53° is three degrees below the forecast for tonight. Go figure. The next several days promise sunny weather and temperatures in the low to mid sixties. That means that the annual "Battle of the Bones" this weekend should go well. Not as warm as past years, but those late-night bands will be "cool." The Post does have a new system for heating the outdoor part of the concert venue, AKA the tent, so that should help a lot. However, as much as I like music, I doubt that I'll be able to be awake for those later musicians.

I just watched the northbound run of the early morning train at 3:30 a.m. The same two locomotives, seven covered hopper cars of various vintages, and a one white tank car. I think they brought back the horn-happy engineer too, judging by his/her use of the horn as the train passed by. I did hear the southbound around 12:15 a.m., but I was still mostly asleep. That's okay, that's the idea at this hour.

Returning back to those aforementioned temperatures, I decided that it was time to break out the summer uniform of T-shirts and shorts and transfer the winter clothes to the back of the closet. Once that happens, there is no going back. I don't even keep a pair of long pants in the front. Here's hoping that I'm not wrong.

On Tuesday, when we were on walkabout downtown, we stopped in at the Harbourfront Mall so that Mary and her friend could look around. However, something at the hat store there drew me in, and I found an Irish style "flat hat" that I had been hoping to find. It fit and I liked it so much, that I bought it. Sometimes it pays to shop local. Well actually, it always pays to shop local. The big-box retailers get enough money, so it pays to shop local and keep the small, non-box stores in business. When you like life in a small city like Mary and I do, that's the way to go.

Mary tells me that her current project should be complete by later today. Therefore, ergo, final editing will take place on Friday morning. I have an entire day to myself. Well there is the morning walk with Sugar the Weather Dog, but that's a pleasure when the weather cooperates. Sugar and I spent that previously mentioned time in the "Bone Zone" yesterday afternoon. Once I had my radio in place and Sugar had her bone, all was good. I did make an additional "Natural" trellis for our clematis plants, but that didn't take long.

I also added some egg shells to the tomato plant to add some calcium. One of our guests suggested that, and I thought I'd try it. Most gardening forums don't place much stock in the egg shell addition, but none said that it hurt.  I have nothing to lose, considering the lack of a harvest last year.

The sports report for yesterday will be short. Every team of consequence lost, two in extra innings. Last year the manager of my beloved Red Sox was a genius, this year he could be managing the boys in blue. Sigh.

I had no luck with the light in the downstairs bathroom yesterday. There seems to be something wrong with the fixture. I still have to clear the drain in the upstairs bathroom, but that's just vinegar and baking soda. That sounds like an easy job for today. I also have some painting to do outdoors, but that's on my schedule. It's not likely that any painting will get done today. I'll finish the laundry and that will be that. Oh, I need to get in some time withe the "Girls" too.

The sun will be rising in about two hours, at 6:12 a.m. Sunset will happen as scheduled at 9:06 p.m. When I started this blog, it was just past 3:30 a.m. Mary says I type slow and I guess that she's right. But that's okay, I have the time that she doesn't. Ciao.