Just a photo of some grass today. It looks spring-like, which is a lie. I took the photo in a florist’s workspace a week or so ago. Anything this green, and found outdoors, would have died from exposure this month.  Now I know why the old move to Florida (but I’ve already lived there, so that isn’t an option).

There’s about a month left in classes for this semester, so no time to write anything further. Must get back to dissecting Macbeth.