What I saw and what I did
What I saw and what I did Hesitantly, Spring begins in New England. Southwesterly winds make their way up the east coast, teasingly bring the first tender days of warm. Connie and I , now early into our golden years, have taken to daily walks along the small stretch of beach not far from our cottage. Winter coats have gladly given way to sweatshirts that now hang open loosely as we beach comb our way down the shoreline. The seasons first sun worshipers have begun to arrive,...