SATURDAY WITH PHOTOS

My Good Friday post probably didn't interest anyone other than myself, but - heck - I couldn't resist.

The spring blossoms in my neck of the woods started out with promise but faded quickly. My prediction came true: late frosts killed them. It happens every year.

A few days ago it was 75 balmy degrees (that's Fahrenheit, for those of you in Guam), but yesterday the temperature dropped to 40. Last night killer frosts arrived and expunged any semblance of spring. 

Devastating weather is predicted for Easter Sunday: raging storms, hail, and possible tornadoes.
I'm suddenly thinking of all the calm, beautiful Easters I remember in California and Texas.....   

Question:
Should I wear my Black Plague Virus Mask while I'm running frantically from the tornado?    

Despite all the chaos around us, I hope everyone will have a safe and pleasant Easter. 
And I'll repeat what I've already said many times:
Don't get caught up in the insane hysterical media hype. Use your reserve of inner peace and enjoy your sequestered lives. 

Someday soon I'm going to crawl out of the closet and finally say what I really think about this virus hoopla. 

Until then, I'll inflict you with some recent, uninteresting photos. 

 The blossoms were largely unspectacular this year, and short-lived due to the frosts.

 I'm going to miss the view of the neighboring mountain, which can be seen from my front porch. In a week or two it will be completely obscured by leaves from the trees.

(The cats will miss it, too)

Bosco (left) and Scratch

 The "yard" is turning green

View from bedroom window