FEBRUARY SPRING

While the Upper Midwest endures another blizzard, New England is basking in sunshine. All of the millennials were in shorts and T shirts. I sunned my bald head for 90 minutes in a recliner perched in my driveway.


Chase, Lily, Madeline and Evelyn traveled to The Quabbin only to return to Rockhouse. They a big group of classmates filled "Windy Acres" a name I gave to their Birch Hill estate.


Dropped 50 bucks at Hannaford, North Brookfield.


Shot over to St. Joseph Cemetery and reflected on death as it is part of life. I have more relatives up there pushing up daisies.


77 year old sister Jan was not home. I delivered a dozen daffodils. Nice.


Tomorrow looks good, weatherwise!