It's hard to look at views like this (from yesterday) and think "beware,"
even if if today IS the Ides of March
(which I keep typing "ideas")--
unless, of course, you are the worrywart I am
and wonder whether all this snow-melting warmth now
foreshadows
dry wells in July.
But still--it's pretty hard to get worked up about.
Today, at least.
