Lovely Day, Lovely Day, Lovely Day, Love-ly-day

(I hope everyone who reads that title is now singing the Bill Withers song from which it is taken.)

It's a beautiful Mother's Day today, and it has been so nice to walk around the neighborhood seeing people carrying flowers. Middle-aged women dolled-up for brunch, holding bouquets; young thuggy-looking men with paper-wrapped flowers tucked under their arms; even a little boy of like seven running towards his apartment building with a daisy and a big smile. Awwww.

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