This Morning at 62° is a bit chillier than it has been, but it is still beautiful. The air is filled with the songs of birds. The dogs stay outside enjoying the sun. Nala sleeps by the back fence. They know how to enjoy a beautiful day.

My frenzied Cleaning continues. Yesterday I cleaned the fridge, moved cans off the floor into cabinets and swept and washed the kitchen floor. I also vacuumed all the twigs and the pieces of bark Nala brought inside and chewed. She has changed tactics. I have thwarted her inside thefts so now she brings outside in. That, at least, is easier to clean.

When I was a kid, I loved spring. Gone were the winter clothes: the heavy coats, mittens, knee socks and the pink long underwear which went to my knees. I wore my spring jacket even on a chilly day. I would never admit to being cold and backtrack to winter. I walked under a canopy of leaves on my way to School. The sidewalk was in shadows. Most of my walk was a straightaway. I walked passed the tracks and the old high school. The houses were so close to the sidewalk I could see into some living rooms. They were always dark in the mornings. A few cars would pass but mostly it was foot traffic, kids, on their way to school.

The best lunches my mother packed were always just after she went grocery shopping. That was when we had desserts like something from Hostess. I used to like the pack with the three cupcakes. It always seemed a bargain of sorts. I remember a commercial on TV advertising those cupcakes. A guy said if you were lucky you’d find some cupcake behind your teeth, and he’d then put his finger in his mouth and pull out some cupcake. Even I, a kid, thought that commercial a bit gross.

My dance card for this week has its usual entries. My car is filled with trash and recyclables so I’ll get my dump sticker tomorrow and empty the car. Tonight and on Wednesday morning I am busy with my uke practice and lesson. The only new event is a uke concert on Wednesday afternoon. On Thursday I can rest.