Today was the first day here in Connecticut that felt like Spring.
I even had gnats--forgot about them over the winter.
Bern worked outside in the yard for hours and gathered more leaves than you can imagine off the places where flowers will soon be in bloom.
And we got to see what Bridget will be like outside when the weather finally turns.
All good.
Winter wasn't horrible as it can be in New England, but Spring is welcomed.
With open arms and open hearts.
Come Spring, we love you.
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- Lost things
- Springtime in New England
- Giving with the wind
- It felt like Spring
- much to ponder
- total terror
- What we know, as of now....
- She's gone....
- She's here!!!
- It's Mueller Time
- March Madness has begun
- Mr. Kelly Ann Conway
- sleeping
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- happy St. Patrick's Day
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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.
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