Weather report: breezy with a chance of...

[magid]

I walk down a lane lined with blossoming trees, passing through a spring flower shower. No matter how many times it happens, I still expect the pale petals to feel cool when they land on me, but they keep allied to their season, not my memories of the one before.

And huzzah for a turkey morning! It had been more than two weeks, and I was starting to worry.