what a delightful morning. Rotten night's sleep but a delightful morning. Sparky's asleep in my lap, warm cup of tea at my elbow. I can hear mom snoring and a few roosters still crowing. There's some lovely sunshine out there but even though I've got so much to do I'm not gonna ruin such a peaceful Sunday morning with tiller noises. Oh! now I can hear birds singing in the front yard. Sweet music to you all today.