Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be. It is just past 4:00 a.m. in "The City."

Yesterday was interesting, to say the least. After listening to Auto Talk on one of our local radio stations, and then lying in bed to hear part of the Pet Files Show and the Flower Land Show, I got up for breakfast and the morning walk with Mary and STWD.

As I was lying about and then walking, I formulated a plan for the day that included: bringing the bicycles and front porch furniture up from the man-cave, top seeding the lawn on the palatial estate, and then adding some replacement seeds to Mary's vegetable garden, I knew that while Mary worked, I'd be busy.

Since it was a beautiful sunny day with temperatures in the upper sixties, it was a perfect day for being outdoors. I'm almost certain that Adam would say, "Give me some excitement, give me some positives", but I would counter that for me, those things are exciting and very positive. I got to be outside and doing some value-added activities on the palatial estate. At my advanced age, I believe that any day I get up and accomplish just about anything, that those are all positive activities.

Interestingly, when we got back from our walk, STWD was acting like she does when she is fearful of a T-storm. That was about 12:23 p.m. While I was out in the back forty of the palatial estate, Mary came out to tell me that there had been an earthquake of 4.2 magnitude in Southern MI, that occurred near Kalamazoo, MI. Mary and I never felt it, but STWD must have sensed a disturbance in the force through her paws, and that's why she was cowering in one corner of the kitchen, similar to what she does during fireworks or a T-storm. Clearly, dogs are far more sensitive to those seismic disturbances than humans. While not of the devastating nature of the recent quake in Nepal, for STWD, it was still frightening.

I got all of my self-assigned chores done and then it was time to kick back. Mary came down to join me for lunch and we watched some TV. Later, we watched all of the horses that Steph, Adam, Mary, and I had chosen in the KY Derby fade from contention. Alas, that has been my luck lately.

However, I could have been like the boys in blue, my beloved Red Sox, and Manny Pacquiao, all who have had better days. The Tigers won as did the Caps.

So, in spite of my lousy horse sense, and the luck of several of my teams, it was indeed a great day. I accomplished a lot, I added value to the palatial estate, and I got to enjoy the sunny skies of the greatest little city in the Midwest. To use one of my favorite phrases, "What's not to like?"

Today, is a day to just do as little as possible. Reading, crossword puzzle solving, and maybe, just maybe, riding my bike and sitting on the front porch. I do have to water my just planted grass seeds, but that is part of every day for the foreseeable future. It takes about two weeks to get the seedlings up and prospering. I should be okay for a few days early this week if the predicted rains come.

The sun will rise at 6;35 a.m. on a partly sunny/partly cloudy day, depending on whether you are a glass half empty or half full kind of person, with a high temperature of 73°. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, have showers/T-storms predicted at this time. STWD will not be happy. The sun will set at 8:47 p.m. By Thursday, I should be able to walk the intrepid weather dog over to her doctor for her semi-annual Bordetella treatment and a pawdicure. Ciao.