Spring

The Bunker Hill Monument. The battle wasn't fought here, but the name sticks anyway.
The Bunker Hill Monument. The battle wasn’t fought here, but the name sticks anyway.

The picture above was taken in the Spring. That’s how it goes back where I grew up. Here in the desert, no so much, I think it hit ninety degrees yesterday. Hot stuff!

A short post just to say that I’m thinking of trying to write a picture book. My wife, of course, thinks that because I’m good with doggerel it would be easy. Actually, it’s just shy of being actual poetry. Sort of a novel in haiku if you will. But, it should be interesting. As a start, I’m going to read a mess of picture books to see what’s hot these days. Heck, if Pence’s pet rabbit can get a book (two if you count the parody from John Oliver) maybe there’s hope.

No other news. No advice. Enjoy your Spring!

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