As Spring continues, more colors appear. I love the unique beauty of living more North than when young. Just now, some sun. Before, a grey sky with some blue on the other side of the trees. Many of you would paint the scene so well, a watercolor. Some day I may try.

Yesterday, I saw red tulips in a cemetery and marsh marigolds in bloom. We continue to note the change in the landscape – is treescape a word? – after the storm last year and the ash trees that need to be cut down.

I think of the Spring colors added to the views, and then I think of how the Holiday lights add these colors in late fall and winter. One of my most vivid memories is the drive back North from my mother’s home in the Milwaukee area. From home in one sense, to my soul home