Good morning or good evening, wherever you may be, across the nation, and across the world. It is just after 8:00 a.m. in "The City."

The current temperature is 54° under partly-cloudy skies. My DTWS shows 68º on the front porch where the sun has already warmed the air, but 55º on the deck where the sun has not yet warmed the air. According to the NWS, light winds of 5 mph make it feel like 52°. Today's high temperature is forecast to be 64º under partly-cloudy skies with a relative humidity index of 75% and a 10% chance for precipitation.

According to my DTWS, the barometric pressure is 29.54" and rising, while the NWS is reporting 30.14", also rising. That generally indicates changing or fair weather. The NWS in GR gets different readings for the lakeshore communities because they are more inland. That's often true of precipitation and temperatures too.

The sun rose this morning @ 6:08 a.m. and it will set later @ 9:16 p.m

The River Flood Warning is still in effect until 2:00 p.m. today.

Mary and I got a lot accomplished yesterday. We planted all of our new vegetable plants, Mary filled the hanging planters for the front porch of the manse, I hung them, and I transplanted a tall flower from near the front of the vast gardens to an area in the rear where it will be fine in limited light conditions.

I also determined that my diagnosis for the A/C system was correct. The evaporator had become blocked by ice and so no air could flow through. I turned off the unit and waited for several hours for the ice to melt. It works fine now. Plus, I learned how the system removes the A/C condensate from a basement that has no floor drain. There is an ingenious little pump system with a float activated switch.

We unpacked my new colored pencils yesterday and Mary likes them so much, that she has ordered a set for herself.

I finished the latest complete edit of my novel and it is saved on my computer. The huge stack of paper is now gone from my office desk. Mary suggested that I give it about a week before another pass. It feels good to have finished something that I have been writing for many years. One thing I learned, is that when I write, I am just a conduit for the ideas. I don't always know where the ideas come from nor where they are going, but they do arrive, often without fanfare.

Today, I plan to make another of my world-famous stir fry meals. We have everything we need and so it should be easy.

I may get to washing the furniture on the front porch if I am feeling ambitious. Or, we may do more gardening. Whichever, I will not overexert myself and strain my yak. Like our late neighbor in Illinois, Marshall used to demonstrate, tomorrow is another day. Sooner or later, everything gets done. One of these days, I have to vacuum the car/green pantry and give it a wash. But like everything else, there is always another day.

Come to think of it, Ginger needs a bath too.

More reading, more crossword solving, and more music are in store. It should be a great day here in "The City." Ciao.