Ceci n'est pas une pipe

Last night saw the beginning of an all-night downpour, which was the vanguard of cool air. Today would have been a fine day in April.

In my five decades, I've been able to collect minor bits of wisdom to pass along to later generations. Such as today, when I was making something for Ann to eat. She looked at the box and said, "It looks better on the box."

"Yes, that's just advertising," I answered. "It always looks better on the box. But the food itself always tastes better than the box."