Thanks Ally, but a nice weekend seems to be defined by a weekend when nothing goes wrong.
I must be vigilant as I proceed through the the weekend and always choose the RIGHT path
in order to skirt around calamity.
Despite the clement weather right now, more reminiscent of pleasant days this time of the month many years ago, I seldom have the chance to go out and enjoy it owing to other responsibilities. I have therefore found that I appreciate every nuance of the weather, as if gifted with heightened sensory capability, not that I ever took it for granted. Cool cloudy days are especially delicious and invirgorating even when there are no birds in sight. Looking at things during brief periods without exercising the scrutiny needed to capture bird shots is proving therapeutic.