May 21, 2023

Good morning!

It’s Sunday, and I’ve whisked us down to the birch grove at the bottom of our hill. At its edge lurks the beginning of the woods that cascade down to the wetlands that slosh out to the open water that splish-splashes in the pond that’s a lake (that’s a pond). This is my favorite place to stand on a sunny morning in May, when all the young l…