April 2014

On Saturday, April 12th, I took a walk along the Niagara River. It was a warm day and people were outside, doing yard work and enjoying the relative warmth and sunshine. The water was a light shade of blue, reflecting the sky. The trees, of course, are still bare and show no signs of growing […]

I don’t know what to call this past winter that’s not synonymous with “frightful,” as in “Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but in here, it is so delightful.” Um. Well, maybe for an hour or two… but weeks and weeks stuck inside? What else can I say but “yuck” and “double yuck” to all