We took up our posts on the porch this afternoon. Buds perfumed the breeze while our friends the outdoor cats lounged in lazy afternoon sunbeams. We cursed the ancestors of drivers speeding to the dog park, though not their happy dogs.
A Big Bad Wolf Could Want
Poor Impulse Control 
Church marquee across the street currently reads: “Do you judge you by your intent, while others judge you by your actions?’
I thought of you. “How do you judge you? Let we count the ways.”