Monday morning musing

Following a weekend of wonderful weather during which the primary activity was the removal of a large, but quite dead, redbud tree, and some surrounding woody trash, a necessary prelude to remodeling the lily pond, the walk to work was a bit slower than usual. As chance would have it, a gaggle of suits were quacking down the sidewalk in front of me and their only possible destination was the admin building, and the thought occurred to me that inspite of the completely irrational differences in our remuneration, the Phactor harbors no desire to be a suit. Hawaiian shirts are so practical and so much more conducive to creative thought, and botanical work (those ties drag in everything). So the week starts on a happy thought of how fortunate to be a botanist.