The sage of spite is sprawling, and the last of the radishes are in, along with some baby carrots.
My astronomy has suffered lately, what with the massive amounts of both overcast skies and mosquitoes, but so it goes.
I'm plodding ahead on the AMSCO, and trying to find reasonable ways to get Latin texts without that nice-looking, well-meaning, but utterly useless Loeb dual language editions. Or the esthetically displeasing online sources.
It is also my Friday at work, for which I am thankful.