PRISMS AND POLKA DOTS

Yesterday's trolley took us to the Mighty Mississippi where its levels are still high.  Debris shows the water levels at their highest.  So much muscle is needed to prepare for flooding, and even more muscle is needed to bring things back to normal or better.  Crews were repairing the railroad tracks along the river, hauling in and placing white stone between and outside the tracks.  

Weather was perfect.  Springtime's most alluring flowering trees were blossoming in shades of pink and others in white.  Flower gardens were colored with tulips and daffodils.  Stores were selling hanging plants to bedeck our porches and patios.  Farmers, with their monster machinery, were in the fields preparing for spring planting of their crops.   

The tastiest feature of my day was my lunch salad, which consisted of curly lettuce, crumbles of bleu cheese, walnuts, dried cranberries, cucumber slices, cherry tomatoes, apples, chicken and a raspberry vinaigrette dressing.  I'm among the minority in my liking bleu cheese, but it was that one ingredient that pushed the taste over the mark.  The restaurant has its own bakery, so we brought home a freshly baked loaf of apple and cinnamon bread.  

Today is cloudy, with a chance of rain.  A sweet day for reading or planting one's mind in something that will separate the mind from whatever is perplexing, annoying or downright driving a person crazy.  I liken it to getting a mosquito on the outside of the screen door.