Spring has begun. One day it’s 80 degrees. The next day we have freezing rain and snow. The trazodone has been constant with the thunderstorms. Leslie picked the right time to not be home.
Two weeks later we start to build the arc. The Gulf of Mexico is clearly upset over its name change and is continuing to fire up storms over the heartland and into the Great Lakes.
As dogs the walking and playing has been really wet.
Just like Phoebe’s mama kisses.
Soccer on turf has been predictable since the gravel base with plastic and rubber pellets is still playable. This weekend I had games with a team from Chili and two teams from the other side of the border in Niagara.
