We took a quick road trip to northern Maine this weekend for a family celebration, where the thermometer topped eighty, and sipping beer in a local brew pub overlooking the Penobscot River reminded me of college days. It reminded me too, that just as micro-brews come in small batches, we also live in a micro-climate. The sea breeze that has been freezing us out lately dissipated as we traveled farther inland. In spite of my wining, spring is here.
Ever optimistic, Friday, before we left, I planted tomatoes. On Sunday when we returned, I planted basil. Memorial Day is coming. In three weeks, we'll celebrate summer. It's all good, regardless of what the thermometer says.
Happy Monday. Wishing you all a positive week.
