The trees in my childhood neighborhood were sprinkled with kites and frisbees and shoes and all sorts of toys. Many of them stuck up there by accident. Some of them thrown in frustration. A good many of them were there in a failed rescue mission to get one of the other toys unstuck. They became little clusters of bright plastic shapes. Just hanging out and enjoying the view as the sun gradually removed all of their color.

Today’s Max is in between yawns.

*Note: When this strip went up on April 1st the comments below were moderated to hold back any mention of the joke. That’s why you’ll see so many people think they are the first one to point out it was April Fool’s day.