Here, this morning, the sky is mostly blue, with quite a bit of white whispy clouds, a skattering of grey clouds underneath. I'm not an expert, but professionally I suspect that would be considered partly cloudy. Off in the distance beyond the trees, more grey. A mockingbird is chasing and pestering a crow, the hummingbirds droning the feeders here at the porch. I think maybe that means, weather or something, of some sort. If it should rain the orange balls in the cedar tree will swell, and once dry send wind carried spores to the apple trees, resulting in apple-cedar rust on the leaves. If it is going to rain I should probably spray an anti fungal, yesterday. If it doesn't I should probably spray, tomorrow. Someone once said, rust never sleeps. I'm not an expert, but I suspect that is highly dependent on the weather. Bottom line, spray. Because, weather.
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