April is flying past and we are enjoying the freshness of spring. I've mentioned it before, but it is wonderful to see the various changes as you drive different elevations. Spring is in full downtown but evident only in the flowers here.
Typical for spring in the mountains, our weather has been quite changeable. Lucy enjoys all of it except for the rain. She won't care much for the hot summer weather but loves the spring mornings and late afternoons.
Wonder what she is thinking?
She doesn't carry tennis balls like Ellie did.
She does love to chase them.
And she likes to have them around her.
She loves the wind blowing her hair.
So many wonderful scents on the breeze.
This week is a very special one for the faithful. Passover begins on Monday at sundown for our Jewish friends. Interestingly enough, the Jews celebrate in our Catholic Church, having no synagogue here. (They keep the Torah in our priest's office. Somehow it didn't seem to fit well with the crucifix in the sanctuary.) For Christians, Palm Sunday marks the beginning of Holy Week.
Mark Twain had some appropriate words for spring around here, although he did exaggerate at bit:
In the Spring I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.
HAVE A MOST WONDERFUL WEEKEND, EVERYONE!
STAY SAFE AND DO SOMETHING FOR YOUR NEIGHBORS.