Well, ol’ Robbo honored May Day by for once getting in a solid Saturday morning’s worth of yardwork –  mowing and trimming, pulling some weeds, chucking dead branches and sticks, filling bird feeders and baths.  That sort of thing.

The temperature is knocking 90 here in NoVirginny today, so upon completing my chores I helped myself to my first tall glass of iced coffee of the season.   Indeed, as I type, I’m on about my third refill.  Pardon me while I just take another sip.


I tell you truly again, my friends, that iced coffee is the drink of the gods.

Oh, and speaking of May Day, I’ve got one word for Groovy Vic: Mosquitoes!