May Day, May Day

Well, May crept up fast. Happily so. 

But we were in Fairport and Ithaca this weekend, and we saw snowflakes. For that matter, it also snowed here this morning. Fortunately I didn’t have to shovel. 

Actually I did shovel. In the yard, around the bushes in preparation for the mulch. It’s that back-breaking season. And we got our lawn mowed. And I got to try out my new battery-operated push mower. 

Mary got home last Tuesday after a week in Daytona, and it looks as if Timmy will actually be able to go home. He still has work to do (pt) but he’s walking a little. What a difference from a few weeks ago. 

Friday we headed west and our first stop was Fairport. We had”high tea” and covered a lot of catching up ground. Paula is psyched about winning the lottery to go to Antiques Roadshow soon. David has been in the garden and is doing some pretty intricate needlepoint. 

The next day we headed over to Ithaca for a wedding which was fun. Just one night away but packed it in. 

Before Mary went to Daytona, we were in DC visiting Darcy and Simon and their parents. And their uncle. Joe had flown in for a week of meetings. Darcy is well, putting on weight and checking out her surroundings, including her big brother. Andrew is back at work so Margaret is going solo at home. All is well in London, Joe reported, with John and Luisa starting ballet classes. 

Andrew cooked a great barbecue one day, and the next day, rainy and cold, Jeff and Melodie came over for dinner inside. Melodie was getting ready to go to San Diego which I hear may be her favorite place in the world. 

Did someone have a birthday?  Yes. Peter, and I learned from Facebook that he loves sardines. Who knew?  A sardine cake?  That would be too far. 

Andrew and Lur hit the road too, heading up north to see the spring concert put on by Claire’s orchestras. 

Annie and Sankar had their first visitor!  Who promised to come back. That’s a good review. They also got their landscape design plans back from the architect so they’re moving closer. 

All is well here; making plans for the summer. Poconos and visitors and short trips. Life is good

Love from up here.