"The sun, the sun!"

Positively springlike weather this afternoon. I found myself staggering into the day like the character at the end of Ibsen's "Ghosts," dazzled by the light.

I took advantage of the day, especially with another cold spell on its way, to do some outdoor chores including pushing my wonderful Scotts reel mower around.

To a movie now, Breach, a Cold War spy story I'm looking forward to.

Earlier I listened to enough of the Lotte Lenya Mahagonny to be reminded of how superior it is to the 1998 version from Saltzburg that I have on videotape. I'll hear it all before I board the plane to L.A.

Tomorrow morning checking out H's art opening at a church in Hillsboro.