As I was driving to school today, the smell of burning rubber started to waft through the air vents of my trusty Civic. My first instinct is one of slight panic, compelling me to slow down, look for smoke rising from under my hood, check the temperature gauge (I'm sure I'm not the only one who does this). All seemed well enough for me, then I noticed this unfortunate soul in front of me on the freeway as we headed for the same offramp. Driving on rims at 70mph - not a good prelude to the day.
On the upside, the trees are a-blooming in Minnesota. Here's my fave little one, halfway to peak flowerage: