Sixteen Again

It’s a weekday morning at 8:15am and I’m hurrying across the parking lot of our local Dunkin’ Donuts with my head down hoping no one I know will see me.  I’m a healthy eater, usually; one of those really annoying ones who talks about it. 

In Anticipation of Spring

Last week as my family and I were walking our dog my youngest daughter excitedly pointed out the fuzzy buds* of the magnolia tree on the southeast corner of the Square.  This got me excited, too.