This mornings air is 44-degrees crisp, the sky is gray and the smell of cold rain through my cracked kitchen window makes me want to bake an apple pie. It feels like a lovely October day (sigh). While I love autumn, we northeasterners are craving warmth. Having traveled to a few different states in the last four weeks, God forgive me but I’m quite envious of every state south of New York. Even our close neighbors in Pennsylvania have far more life growing from the ground and trees than we do.
While Spring is still struggling, some welcome greens and sprouting flowers give hope that warmth is on the way. Even those pesky dandelions are giving me reason to smile this May day.
Tales from the Mama Duck 