It's a typical spring day, rain rain rain. Tina the chicken, rather than being "madder than a wet hen", just seems sad and disgruntled. But things are bloonming, see our crab apple, and the lilac is loaded this year. Dan's friend got 2 pounds of Morels, so he's out in the woods, in the rain, hunting mushrooms. I hope he scores big, Morels are beyond unbelievable. They make a portobello taste bland. Yummmmm.