Failed

Porch plan quickly thwarted by mosquito, but overall mood lifted. Was thinking about how silly Bauhaus was, and yet how great at the same time. Also thinking about how it is time to get serious about my gardens. The yard looks pretty bad except for the daffodils, and Kev's parents are coming in a couple weeks. Few things lift the spirits like a pretty yard. The red bud tree is blooming, and there are buds also on the pear trees out front.

There will probably be home made pot pies for dinner, so not all is bad.

I reckon I'll head up to Plano now.