Since spring eludes us for now,
I'll share a few photos of the JEMs.
Jack and Eli spent the weekend with us, and we had lots of great boy time!
Jack loves to draw, so grandpa got him a doodle notepad...
One evening, we repeated an old tradition we used
to do with their mom and aunt, watching a movie
Dear March ~ Come In
by Emily Dickinson
Dear March -- Come in --
How glad I am --
I hoped for you before --
Put down your Hat --
You must have walked --
How out of Breath you are --
Dear March, Come right up the stairs with me --
I have so much to tell --
I got your Letter, and the Birds --
The Maples never knew that you were coming -- till I called
I declare -- how Red their Faces grew --
But March, forgive me -- and
All those Hills you left for me to Hue --
There was no Purple suitable --
You took it all with you --
Who knocks? That April.
Lock the Door --
I will not be pursued --
He stayed away a Year to call
When I am occupied --
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come
That Blame is just as dear as Praise
And Praise as mere as Blame --