Huge claps of thunder shook the house and the hail poured down. I lay on the couch reading wrapped in a blanket. Winter has returned.

The yellow pollen creates lines and images on the driveway as the water is washing it all away.

Still, the crows stay around through the windy day and the blue herons cling to the high tree limbs. And I rest on the couch. this is an exercise free day.