Discovered a knuckle of rhubarb in the garden this morning.
Was told secrets by both sides. I asked one about the secret and they assumed the other had talked. Which they had, but I had not revealed that in my question. Have since vented my spleen and promised discretion no more.
Made plates and plates of spinach-ricotta-ravioli for dinner tonight.
Has back-to-back duty calls coming up soon.
Finished good work on a major project today.
Spent minimal time outside in the glorious spring.
Has a book going out into the world today. My character is charming. He will make friends, I hope.