Old friends here for an overnight visit - lots of stories, laughter, and summing up. Old friends are the best friends.

Who says Christmas only comes once a year?

The garden is in full spring.

Very pleasant evening walk with Ruby.

The older I get, the more I like returning to the comfort of home and routine. I do miss the lovely Mayan Rivera weather though - the MidAtlantic remains stubbornly cold for mid-April.

Home from Mexico… someone was glad to see me!

I suppose I could get used to this:

Our last full day in Mexico on this trip - I’ll be seeking the serenity of the spa.

After a relaxing day at the Maroma Belmond, we enjoyed my niece’s wedding late into the evening - which caused me to miss my first daily post of the year. But it was worth it.

Lovely day in Mexico.

Arrived at the Belmond Maroma on the Mayan Rivera for my niece’s wedding. I think I can stay here a few days.

Nice long Easton alley walk with Ruby on spring afternoon (that felt more like summer).

Today I was reminded how exhausting it is to be a caregiver - and how grateful I am for the men and women who work in our hospitals.

Spring has officially started.

Unexpected trip to the emergency room with my stepfather who had fallen out of bed. His condition was serious enough to warrant medical attention - but not serious enough to move to the top of ER list. Many hours spent waiting, but grateful he is all right.

I had the very important responsibility for preparing the “Emperor’s Platter” for our Friday night dinner guests.

It’s one of my favorite weekends of the year… “a tradition unlike any other.” Looking forward to another nail-biting finish.

Spring is taking its time arriving, so for now it lives in impressionist art. Warmer days ahead.

I’m really grateful it’s another TACO Tuesday. It’s exhausting living in Trump’s America, and it’s debilitating watching the rest of the world suffer at the hands of the slim majority who voted for him. How much more of this can we take? How much more can the world take? 2029 can’t come soon enough.

It’s Master’s Week, which makes it officially spring in the Mid-Atlantic - and that means it’s time to play golf again. Today was cold and windy, but the sun was out and so was I.