Rain until Sunday they say. Then a whole week of sunshine and clouds. Hubby is having trouble upstairs. He is late for his morning walk by 30 minutes. Tough morning for him. All is well down here, writing on the sofa. I am tired this morning. Not much energy to do things today so far. But a robin is singing. The day will be nice unless I learn I have oral cancer. I have to quit smoking to avoid it. Otherwise, it seems pretty much sure I will get it. May God spare me this terrifying disease that debilitates us and with surgery, truns us into monsters.