"Some Days Are Stone"

As the song goes, "Some days are diamonds. some days are stone".

Today is dark and rainy. But at least as I look our the window I see things blooming and sprouting.

 I am back home from a morning dentist appointment, recovering from two tooth extractions. It was not a fun process, nor is dealing with the aftermath.

Charlie the Borrowed Cat came begging for attention. I toweled him off, gave him some attention and some food. He likes both the attention and the food. If he was my cat I could have him come in and I could get some lap therapy, but he is not my cat, I am not ready to have another house cat, and I suspect Charlie is not much of a lap cat anyway. He certainly isn't when we sit together outside in the summertime. 

I am ensconced in my recliner right now. I have the Impeachment Trial on, but I'm not paying too much attention. Having followed Rachel Maddow on television for years, as well as reading articles from the New York Times and the Washington Post, I know all the evidence that the Democrats are presenting. Thank god for a free press and investigative journalism. 

What will come of this trial is unknown. Truth will be presented, but probably limited by denied access. Denials will continue, as well as outright lying on the part of the President and his minions. Divisions will probably be dug deeper. 

Sigh. 

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.