I watched three still-spotted whitetail fawns in play in the horse pasture.
At first I thought they were woodchucks or squirrels until I looked with my binoculars.
Moving boxes from basement to here is next.
There's an overripe mango on my desk, and another half-peeled in my mini-fridge.
I'm surprised ants haven't found it yet.
Onwards to some semblance of productivity.