All Things Profane and Sacred

Snatching a moment between work emergencies to mention that I had a swell weekend working in the yard. We have a big cherry tree that is full of blossoms and thousands, maybe millions, of little buzzy busy bees. Standing under the tree, you can hear the hum and drone, and feel the air vibrating all around you. Spring is pretty darn fine in ole Orygun.

Came home yesterday to huge piles of poop and vomit all over the house. Not exactly the welcome home I was hoping for. It looked like both dogs and the cat decided to purify their bodies by throwing everything overboard. I hope they aren't planning anything-there are more of them than there are of us.