There are seasons in life when all goes along, time passes, but it seems nothing is happening. Then, suddenly, things begin to happen, and accelerate.
Spring is on it’s way, but until it gets here, it’s still cold. However, about two and three weeks ago, we had two days in a row each week that were wonderful spring days. I walked our Rail Trail, and at least one of those days, when it reached nearly 80 degrees (!), I wore crop pants. I love those kinds of days…as I sit here in sweat pants and a flannel jacket. Continue reading “March Winds — Part I”