Signs of Spring

I expect things will be well beyond just hints by the time I return to New York — the forsythia was beginning to bloom I noticed as I headed to the airport — but just last weekend, there were the first signs that really, maybe spring was finally here after the persistent winter.

Settling In

We’re living in the house, or as Bertie calls it these days, ‘Barton Cottage’ — heh! Well, we’re no Elinor and Marianne, but it is apropos I suppose as we pass the 200th anniversary of the release of Jane Austen’s most famous book. Our place does not actually have ‘dark, narrow stairs, a poky hall…