rejuvinatin'

we've had a remarkably warm, spring-like weekend and the sunshine has done me good. the problem is, i've detected another crop of gingko berries on the ground. gingko trees, indigenous to Japan and a few other Asian countries are often planted in cities because they are super-resistant to insects. the problem is if you get a female tree, you get berries and these berries stink big time. it's not a pleasant odor and the wafting of a smattering of crushed berries is enough to turn one's stomach. ah, but there is often a story in everything and i'm already envisioning the afterschool special teaching tolerance to children everywhere: