Hoping for a sunny day.

On the road again…

Three on the tree, or four on the floor…

Can you drive a stick shift?

My first car, a 1965 Mustang 2+2, had a three speed manual.  I had had a few lessons in a VW, but the day we brought the car home (44 years ago this week), was my first real time with a manual.  I did okay, and I’ve had a variety of cars with manual transmission since, the last being a 1984 Subaru wagon.  When I bought my current Mustang, I had a chance to get a stick shift, but knowing that I spend a lot of time in stop-and-go traffic, I opted for the automatic.

The vernal equinox arrives at this moment in the Northern Hemisphere.

And hope springs eternal for warmer weather for those of you still shivering under winter’s thrall.

Spring arrives in the Northern Hemisphere tomorrow.

Don’t forget…

Look what I won.

“Very nice. Worth the trip.”

Getting ready for the trip to the show…

“Road trip!”

Not to worry; Snowball will not get the Seamus treatment.

Another day off to get some non-blog writing done — I have a deadline rapidly approaching — and to prevent the needless loss of vacation time.  It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make for the greater good.

See you later this morning.