First let me apologize to those who have followed this blog. I've been in a funk, and haven't weighed in for quite awhile. This has, I fear, been the winter of my discontent with a general funk that began around Thanksgiving when a sweet acquaintance, Annie McSween was murdered in Mentor on the Lake. I knew Annie when her children were young and she lived next door to some other friends in Mentor Headlands.It had been many years since we'd spoken but she's the only person I know who had been murdered. My kids couldn't get home over Christmas and for the first year we didn't put up a tree. Until I spent a couple days with my daughter and grandson on the press cruise for Disney's new cruise ship I hadn't even realized what a funk I'd been in. Thankfully I work for good folks and no one has mentioned my absence from the blog scene. With the arrival of spring at 7:21 p.m. Sunday, my foul mood seemed to lift. I was with friends celebrating my birthday on that momentous occasion and suddenly I was back to normal. Eight of us actually witnessed an egg being stood on end at the exact moment spring arrived.
It's true, I swear.
Now I need to focus on doing some things I'd almost forgotten in the interim. That's what happens as you get older. Adding to my confusion is that things have changed here since my last blog. I'll start by uploading a video of the silly gnomes that soon will be popping up at Holden Arboretum. Click here to see it if this works