Except that the day is gorgeous...
... but Bud has a stomach virus and is sick in bed, with me, as we wait to see who else will catch it. (Though, we're pretty sure I had it on Friday.)
And everyone's mood has been funereal because today our beloved minister was deinstalled from church.
At least Gommie and Sis are outside planting flowers--hyacinths, daffodils, tulips--to bring some fresh, clear spring beauty.