I needed a break from doing taxes–let’s see, the solar system… billed but no receipt? (dials phone) 
(I need some knitting time!)
I found it easier than last year, but still, the attention must be given its wandering time off from it all. I grabbed my camera. Not quite enough light but a little too much flash and then a dead battery but you get the idea.
The Meyer lemon tree, walking across the yard from there, smelled heavenly, and I picked myself a few that were starting to go orange, spreading the intensity of that aroma into my hands, where it stayed for awhile.  Scents and sensibility.
The baby plum tree my children planted me is coming along and in leaf, way ahead of the apples, which are just starting to sprout a bit of green.
Two squirrels were totally making out, squirrel style: tackling, wrestling, chasing, sneaking up, jumping sideways straight up high into the air, pouncing, biting, grabbing and pulling each other by the tail off the tree trunk (near to the ground, though), doing a total Calvin-and-Hobbes act of disappearing into a single rolling angry fighting animated-hamster-ball, and I thought they were fighting over territory because it definitely wasn’t gentle.
Yeah well.
C’mon, you guys, get a tree.