I'd like to feel that I don't need the question mark at the end of that title. I'm attempting to cautiously appreciate each lovely spring-like day we're blessed with, yet not jump up and down and yell, "Spring is here!" for fear it will bring winter crashing down on us again. After all, we are in Vermont. Crocuses are appearing and I've heard from others that daffodils are blooming in their gardens. We get a lot of sun in front, but the other bulbs are not showing themselves. Perhaps Peter Rabbit's cousins have decimated them. It wouldn't be the first time. They generally give a haircut to my grape hyacinth leaves, but thankfully leave the buds for us to enjoy.
Today it's gray and rainy, but yesterday was a gorgeous day, perfect for the memorial of a friend - Ernesto Castro. Originally from Spain. Ernest, as he was known here in Vermont, was a handsome, dapper, urbane man with exquisite taste, especially in his choice of wife - the lovely Maria. Ernest was enjoying his retirement here in Vermont after a long, successful career as an architect based in Manhattan.
Ernest Castro was an artist. He left behind some stunning accomplishments in his field as well as two artistically talented children and grandchildren. A bibliophile, he was passionate about his private library. He would reject any prospective home if there was no room for both a library and for a dining room large enough to entertain family and numerous friends. We will miss our stimulating conversations with him and his warm smile and sparkling eyes.
I must drag myself away. I have food shopping to do and cooking for Passover which begins tomorrow evening. It is wonderful having Ricky here for the holiday. He flew into Montreal Thursday evening but Toshi had to go to pick him up alone. When I pulled out my passport I discovered that it had expired in September of 2013. Yowie! It was lucky we'd decided not to take a trip to Japan earlier this month (as we'd been discussing).
So aside from urging you to take time to read a real book, I will add that if you have a passport, you should check to make sure it isn't anywhere near expiring. Enjoy!
Today it's gray and rainy, but yesterday was a gorgeous day, perfect for the memorial of a friend - Ernesto Castro. Originally from Spain. Ernest, as he was known here in Vermont, was a handsome, dapper, urbane man with exquisite taste, especially in his choice of wife - the lovely Maria. Ernest was enjoying his retirement here in Vermont after a long, successful career as an architect based in Manhattan.
Ernest Castro was an artist. He left behind some stunning accomplishments in his field as well as two artistically talented children and grandchildren. A bibliophile, he was passionate about his private library. He would reject any prospective home if there was no room for both a library and for a dining room large enough to entertain family and numerous friends. We will miss our stimulating conversations with him and his warm smile and sparkling eyes.
I must drag myself away. I have food shopping to do and cooking for Passover which begins tomorrow evening. It is wonderful having Ricky here for the holiday. He flew into Montreal Thursday evening but Toshi had to go to pick him up alone. When I pulled out my passport I discovered that it had expired in September of 2013. Yowie! It was lucky we'd decided not to take a trip to Japan earlier this month (as we'd been discussing).
So aside from urging you to take time to read a real book, I will add that if you have a passport, you should check to make sure it isn't anywhere near expiring. Enjoy!