I feel a sudden urge to sing the kind of ditty that invokes the spring

It's a beautiful day, cool and bright: perfect for strolling and picnicking. Unfortunately, today's schedule includes a less appealing menu of tax research and memo writing. I suppose that when one is thus cooped up, a certain amount of staring out the window and daydreaming is to be expected.

Productivity outlook: low to moderate.

(By the way, does anyone know of a decent Tex-Mex place in DC? The cantina on 17th is mediocre in all ways and Lauriol Plaza is a bit expensive for what you get.)