Spring has sprung

Cigars are a pastime that I relish when the conditions are right. Always out of doors & only when the temperature is above 50F.

As I sat there, on this day in March, here in NYC, a passerby said “That’s smart. Sitting in the sun like that.”

“Something I picked up back when I was a plant” was the thought but I kept to myself, which is what she probably should have done as well.

But I guess I owe her as it has given me something to start this rant with.