My Mexico days are fading. It's like waking up and only remembering little bits and remnants of an almost forgotten dream. It doesn't seem possible that time has flown by so fast. All the planning, waiting, then delays and the whole trip almost getting trashed. Then seven glorious weeks living in Mexico gone in a flash.
But now we are home. It was a cold and wet first few days back to reality, but today was a perfect spring day. I checked out my gardens and had a chance to see the first colors of springtime. And to take note of all the yard work to be done.
No travel plans for quite some time now. New England is coming into her best seasons. There is nothing as pretty as the soft greens of springtime, the birds singing before the sun comes up, the early blooms; all reminding me of the coming long summer days at the beach, followed by the magic of the fall foliage that New England is known for.
So we will spend time gardening, enjoying family and friends, and savoring the beauty of one of the prettiest parts of the world.
I wish you peace, love and laughter