Shall I compare that to a summer’s day?

Spencer still isn’t right. His stuff isn’t back, as he freely admits. “Obviously, my stuff’s not exactly the same as it has been in years past,” he told David O’Brien. “I think the last two starts it’s actually been a lot better, especially tonight.”

The latter is to be hoped; the former is undeniable. O’Brien notes that the offense has picked up lately, just as the pitching has collapsed, and isn’t that always the way?

My wife and I are up in the Northeast this week, visiting my parents; I’m working remotely and she’s just breathing in the air and enjoying herself. Two nights ago she saw several shooting stars; there was supposed to be a meteor shower last night, but it was too hazy to see. Some old, old family friends are coming over for dinner, and maybe it’ll clear up and we can see some meteors in the sky, too.

There is much that is joyous and miraculous in the world, though precious little of it happens to have an uppercase A on its cap at the moment. Better that than the exact opposite!