Good morning, good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 4:30 a.m. in "The City." Our current temperature is as low as it will get tonight/today, 60°. When the sun rises at 6:33 a.m., we are supposed to see partly cloudy skies and a high temperature of 70°, with no precipitation. Friday and Saturday. the temperatures will be about the same, but the chance of T-storms is forecast to  be 40% and 30% respectively. Wednesday, the afternoon showers were specifically forecast to be at 40% at 2:00 p.m. Did it rain? you ask. Zip, zero, nada, as usual. So what the forecast means for later this week is that I'll be watering on Friday.

Wednesday, we walked to the farmer's market after lazing about for most of the morning. Mary made her famous Swiss cheese and sauerkraut sandwiches for brunch, which I enjoyed, as always. Once we got back from the farmer's market, I watered, weeded, carried out the trash and recycling, and harvested in the garden, Mary's blog will have pictures of the harvest and of our evening activities in the next few days.

Once I was indoors, I washed and stored the lettuce I harvested yesterday. Next, I sauteed some kale in olive oil and garlic. I harvested the kale a few days ago. We had it for a dinner salad bar that Mary prepared, but in the opinion of the chief cook and bottle washer, I didn't saute it long enough. I have to agree. While it retained the best qualities of kale, it was a bit chewy. Oh well, next time will be better. However, given the modest harvest that w get from that land intensive crop, I may switch to a crop with a better yield next year. Farming can be a hit and miss proposition around here.

I mentioned in my previous blog that I was considering an addition to our musical family. Mary encouraged me to go around the corner to the guitar store yesterday afternoon and see what they had to offer. Suffice it to say that I did not come home empty handed. I met Abaigael, Abby for short, and she came home with Mary and I. Now Bridget has a new, temporary home, at the store from which she was originally adopted. I know she will make some other player happy in the not too distant future. Abby is an Alvarez, When she came to live at our house was already 36 years old. That means she is mellow in sound and timbre. Since I mentioned Abaigael, I'll include her picture right here.

Sorry about that sideways view. Someday I may figure out how to rotate theses pictures.

In sports, the boys in blue fell to the Rockies, 4 - 6. My beloved Red Sox are still in free fall, losing to the Blue Jays, 1 - 6. However, the Tigers seem to have found their bats once again, as they defeated that other team from Chicago, 7 - 2. The Caps fell to Lake County, 2 - 3.

I watched the northbound run of the train go by about 50 minutes ago. Two locomotives, seven covered hopper cars, and three of those dreaded black tank cars, bringing up the rear. I never heard the southbound run.

Today, more walking with Sugar the Weather Dog, more playing with Abaigael and the other girls, and orthopedic and P/T appointments in the afternoon. This will be the last treatment for my knees. Then seven months of relatively pain free activity. I have to be sure to ask the doctor about the pain that I am sometimes feeling in my surgically repaired shoulder. It may just be that the feeling is returning, but it can't hurt to ask. No pun intended.

I/we have plans to go to the Waterfront Stadium to see a Beatles tribute band tonight, but I had those same plans last year and ended up staying at the Post and visiting with Sally. Who knows what might happen this year. We have been out and about for two late nights running, and for me, that's a lot of running. The sun will set at 9:06 p.m., and then the day will be done. Ciao.