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I went out for a bit this afternoon while adrian_turtle and cattitude napped: I got a couple of things at the tiny end-of-winter farmers market, then took the bus one stop, walked down Ash Street smelling the lilacs (and an apple tree), walked a little more, and came home.

I suspect I won't be getting to the Arboretum to visit their lilacs this year (Lilac Sunday as an organized thing isn't happening, but the Arboretum is open), and I mind that thought a lot less than I did a couple of days ago.

Also, someone walked past (on the other side of the street) while I was sniffing various lilacs, and said something cheerful and positive ending with "and your hair matches."