Monday, April 23, 2012


The sweet scent of apple blossoms fills the morning air as much needed rain begins to fall...the sound of raindrops causes one to pull the covers up tightly and to linger in bed a bit longer...Winslow Homer makes it plainly clear that it is time for my feet to hit the floor...
The rain is a welcome sight... there is an arsonist in our town. Five homes, thankfully uninhabited, have fallen victim. It is a very unsettling feeling, extra vigilance and precautions are being taken, I have come to the conclusion if this scenario can happen in this small college town it can happen anywhere...a reward has been offered... Spring days flying by...there is much to do...however, Winslow Homer and I are taking the time to smell the roses, I mean... daffodils...If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the Spring and stay that way later in the Fall. ~Nadine Stair~