It has been a couple of weeks since my last posting. Fond memories of a beautiful, warm St. Patricks Day. Did I say warm? Since that day the weather has been less than spring and much more like winter. The dead, bleak, cold and uninviting winter. Mother nature has made me a liar. Each Monday morning I greet Rick with, “next week will be warmer”. Today (Sunday April 15, 2018) it has been a much nicer day than yesterday. A blizzard dumped another six inches of snow over Little Plum Place. After shoveling off the front steps and ramp I took this quick snapshot of Spring at Little Plum. Serene isn’t it? Even the wildlife have vanished from the nearby fields, hunkered down someplace warm. Waiting, waiting ever so patiently for nicer weather. In the meantime, Rick and I used our blizzard time setting in kitchen cabinets, hanging drywall and trying to remain optimistic about next week, when it will eventually get warmer.