I listened when Coby the black cat intimated that we should sit out and enjoy the weather. The sheltered southern facing exposure of our balcony in the full sun often produces a greenhouse effect. Today that effect made it seem like May instead of March. And because of climate change, in one of its rare and more appealing manifestations the day felt like spring even though it wasn’t. A memorable one and the first this year that I could actually sit out and relax comfortably for a while with a pleasant little beer buzz, but
I'm afraid it’s late now and I’m still not going to discuss any of today’s current events or any other inanities. It’s been too nice a day to close reflecting on what’s out there beyond the view I saw earlier and the accompanying fair weather – regardless of global warming and the lizard people.