Summer is on its way, and it has sent Mr. Humidity as a messenger of things to come. It's still spring, supposedly, so old Mr. H. is still not too strong, but he's starting to flex his muscles, causing a lot of us to sweat much more than usual. I have a towel aroung my neck as I type this out, to keep at least some part of me dry. Every now and then I wipe my hands on the towel and mop my brow. Who knew typing blogs could be such sweaty work?