Yesterday, after enjoying a leisurely morning of not having to rush anywhere,
I went to the grocery store, and then, on a whim, decided to drive to Mobjack.
I needed some new photos; I am tired of going to the same places.
Mobjack is out of the way for me. I only make it down here three or four times a year.
Yesterday's bright sunshine made it a worthwhile visit.
If it were warmer, that bench would be very inviting.
But it is still very, very cold. Way too cold to sit on a waterfront bench.
Good news about this seemingly never ending, depressing state of cold is in sight, however.
Last night I attended the high school's spring sports meeting, where they herd parents and students into the cafeteria to talk about concussions and forms and schedules and how schedules will definitely change and how your student must attend school in order to play and other
So, in spite of the fact that winter and basketball season are ongoing--with a game Thursday at West Point and at Charles City on Saturday--and in spite of the fact that there will be no rest for the weary in between basketball and soccer, the good news is SOMEBODY SAID THE WORD SPRING!