Zephyrs, Gusts, and Promises of Spring

I shoveled a path to the bottom of the driveway then stopped to catch my breath before shoveling another path on my way up. Last Wednesday’s snow and freezing rain had left us homebound for the day. Overnight, rising temperatures and heavy rains had cleared tire...

Spring Forward

Last week, the weather was warm enough for my husband and I to eat outside on the deck, and at night to sleep with our windows open. We woke in the morning to the sound of a phoebe singing a spring song. I imagined the male bird advertising his availability. Then I...

Daylight Saving Memories

My memory is a trickster. Growing up in the 50’s and 60’s, daylight savings time (DST) meant time to play after supper and endless days of summer ahead – right? Return to standard time in the fall meant the beginning of school, dark and homework after dinner. Or...