Another day of weather warnings and cancelled plans. I was supposed to play tunes with the session group at the Western Fair market in London, but then I looked at the weather map. Nope, not today.

So I’ll do some vacuuming, get in a few groceries, and maybe wash the kitchen floor. I have two bins of mixed doohickeys to sort through, also. The stuff in those bins has resisted purging and decluttering efforts for a good 25 years, so I’m not expecting much success.

Yesterday’s news from Washington shocked me to the core, and Trump’s 25-percent tariffs on Canadian imports are supposed to go into effect today. So I’m feeling apprehensive, like anyone with a lick of sense.