Outside the screen door this evening, a mockingbird made it's displeasure at the resident in&out cat. Loudly, longly, and with feeling.
Allergies were worse than usual this evening -- a bouquet brought into the house? A bright and sunny day, and half of creation blooming or shedding spent (and therefor molding / rotting) blooms? something on the cat's fur?
Life. Some have said it is a matter of irritations that let us know we are alive. I do NOT believe that, but in allergy season it is a very tempting worldview...
Pax ... Kihe