Friday, March 31, 2017

Spring can't read

Spring must be illiterate or else she would have read the calendar and known it was time to come, even to New England.

I walked my dog through sleet today about 3:30 p.m. It stuck in his fur. Though he loves snow, he's not enamored of sleet and rain.

And more 'wintery mix' tomorrow.

The day was so gray today there didn't seem to be any color anywhere.

I'm sure the little white flowers in our front yard are anxious for Spring to make her appearance.

Deep breaths and patience are called for.

I'm short on both.

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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.