The cherries are going red on my tree and the birds are rapturously pecking at them, but nonetheless I played clothesline roulette today and hung a wash out to dry, betting against either cherry stains (still a little early) or bird poop, which is very much in evidence. Won the round but only because the afternoon was warm and windy and everything dried in 90 minutes.
Someone on the FFL says they became diabetic through eating massive quantities of fruit, which, well. But for all I know I may still be prediabetic so should probably avoid mangoes, however much I love them, and grapes, which don't love me, and sweet cherries which is too bad because they're coming into season. But the othr thing in season is Ontario strawberries and I bought a pint of those today. I'm pleased to see that berries are considered good for diabetics, except that strawberries aren't berries. Of course, neither are raspberries or blackberries; but I think we're geting into botanical vs dietary terms here, so I shall enjoy my strawbs while they last.
And I at length applied the last of my nonchlorine bleach to the shower mat, and this time it actually worked to get rid of the soap scum and mold. So yay me.