At some point, I understand, all storms do end
Seriously, the weather here has been something resembling one of those typhoons they used to have on Gilligan’s Island for about three days now. Luckily, the Professor tied me to a tree so I wouldn’t blow away. In the meantime, here is some hope of Spring, courtesy of my window sill via the delightful Bar Mitzvah I attended this weekend.
It’s like everything you like about Spring in one image!
Except Spring cleaning which, you can probably see from the window, has also not been around in a while.
