Even though time is moving so fast we can't possibly hope to "ketchup" with everything going on around us, we can, nevertheless, try to ketchup with the people and events closest and dearest to us. This is a modest effort in that direction.
Title of an old song no one hears any more. Seems like June isn't really bustin' out, but rather dripping down. We have had lots of rain and cloudiness lately. It's still too cold to swim in the lake at the cabin.