This past week we had a mix of weather, but the blue skies kept returning, and the fruit trees and forsythia and flowering almond were blooming, making a very pretty picture against that lovely blue.




Traveler, the path is nothing more than your footsteps; traveler, there is no path, a path is made as you go. You make the path as you go, and on looking back you see a trail that never can be walked again. Traveler, there is no path, only a wake in the sea. - Antonio Machado



