Far East Cynic

Spring is sprung?

I think the jury is still out on that. Woke up to Palm Sunday raining cats and dogs outside. Still made it to Mass, where the priest informs the small group of folks sitting in the pews , ” Mass will be at 9am this morning. And no, you don’t have time to run out to McDonald’s-besides there is not a one of you that won’t be hurt by some quiet meditation in the pew”.

This particular priest has a very strong Irish accent-so if you had heard it in person, it makes for a much better story. Nonetheless-not a person got up an left-although all I could  keep thinking about was the Starbucks two blocks over and how good some coffee would taste.

The weather is off schedule too it would seem. This weekend was brilliantly sunny yesterday, quite chilly and rainy today. When the sun was out though-we did get a chance to go out to the county’s nature park, which allowed me to experiment some more with my toy.


The Cambron Covered Bridge

And there were ducks a plenty:

And the wishing well:

As well as a couple of pix of the S.O.:

At the picnic table:

And of the back side of the lake:

Alas-there is still some ways to go before spring is really here.