Well, I looked at the tomato plants that are out in the window boxes I have on the patio railing. They've got that damned late blight. However, unlike other people, I've been able to get some tomatoes off of the plants. (It helps to get them at the end of April.) I've got another 25 or so on the vines. I tried to control the blight, but I started too late. Part of the effin' problem is the weather patterns we've been having.
Later on, when The Heiress wakes up from her midmorning nap, we'll go to the pool here in the complex. Our daughter absolutely
loves the water. We're going to check into swimming lessons for her. Thing is, she's not even two years old yet.
Update: The Heiress has woken up, as my lovely wife and I were shuttling laundry through the washer and dryer. The Heiress is complaining about something about lunch (my wife just fed her), and just now burped. She's kinda proud of the oral emanation.

Just like her father . . .
