spring

  • a day out,  spring

    A Photo Walk At Old Sturbridge Village

    Have I mentioned before that I am not a people person?  That I don’t like group activities?  That unfamiliar situations make me anxious?  That if someone suggests I join in I am much more likely to run in the opposite direction? I have? Then I am sure you will be surprised to hear that I joined a photo walk at Old Sturbridge Village.  I have mentioned the village before here and here.  It is a living history museum in Massachusetts and I am inordinately fond of it.  I grew up going there and now our children have grown up going there.  It makes me happy.  But I don’t really know…

  • spring

    Spring Has Sprung

    It is just possible that spring has finally arrived in Connecticut.  It is a bit hard to tell right now because we are in the midst of a torrential downpour and the world is grey and gloomy but there is a faint haze of green on the trees and things are starting to sprout and bloom.  I have been trying to hurry things on by indulging in my annual rereading of The Enchanted April and The Secret Garden.  Please don’t bring me back to reality by telling me that my reading of those books has nothing to do with the arrival of spring.  I prefer to believe my book choices guide…