Sunday, March 1, 2015
March--the month in which spring hopes to arrive. And hopes spring eternal. (Clever transposition, don't you think?) Actually, it is a quiet Sunday morning. We have done the puzzle. We have played a little bridge. We have fortified our bodies with low-carb comestibles, and we are about to sojourn out into the weather to exercise (or exorcise) the bodies beautiful. No deep thoughts. No earth-shaking events. Just the realization of how lucky we are to have each other and be able to do as we please. We'll put a spring in our step and live with the hopes that you know you are loved!