It is beautiful here, warm, but not too hot, a gentle breeze, very nice.
The Amapas are coming out on the hillsides. They are not in full bloom yet. I think maybe this weekend or next week.
Little white butterflies are flittering through the yard, the vermillion flycatchers are in the mesquite. So still and quiet, they must be having a siesta. Cookies is asleep on the cool shaded concrete and the breeze is rustling the plumeria leaves. The limon tree is in bloom and the sweet scent of a very delicate perfume is floating in through the open door.
I filled up the washing machine which now has only one working cycle (the other four are broken). After the usual twenty minutes it takes to fill a medium wash load I noticed the yard was looking pretty wet. So, after checking the machine I realized it was not even filling with water. The water was just flowing from the machine and out the pipe to the yard. I had just watered those plants for twenty minutes.