Monday

Partly sunny, warm and humid. Have seen several anoles over the last few days -- saw two just last night (one was sleeping on top of the baby Norfolk pine, heh). Hope they are doing their part in keeping the tomatoes bug-free.

Today I seem to be 54. I am not sure how this happened, but I suspect time had something to do with it. I will take it and be happy. :-)

Last poem for Poetry Month coming up shortly. Looking forward to House tonight.

Poem #21 for Poetry Month -- "The Letter From Home"

And we've come to the end of National Poetry Month! Thanks to everyone who's been reading along -- let's do this again next year, okay? Today's poem is a profoundly happy one, from a young writer named Nancyrose Houston.

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