Love your banner, Art. The mimosas are blooming here and they are beautiful. When I was growing up we had a mimosa and I called it a powder puff tree. Ours had a delicate fragrance.
Any day you wake up on the sunny side of the grass is a good day.
"The moving hand writes and having writ moves on. Neither all thy piety nor all thy wit can lure it back to cancel half a line nor all thy tears wash out a word of it." The Rubiyat by Omar Khayyam
