Dear Life, This time of year is always so curious to me. Winter makes snow for us to wake up to and the warmth of Spring sun melts everything by noon. Winter whispers “stay inside” while Spring calls “come outside”. Winter enjoys solitude but Spring is tingling with a fever and I don’t mean the second Covid vaccine! Ah, the mingling days of mid- March when Winter is dating Spring.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose