I’m experiencing my second spring this year. I enjoyed an Arizona spring, and after flying to Ohio almost two weeks ago, I am now enjoying a lovely Ohio spring. Spring here is about a month behind our high desert spring. (Down in the Phoenix area, spring is earlier yet and of a different sort.) In very broad strokes, I see the beauty of Ohio as the beauty of a coy lady and the beauty of Arizona as the beauty of a scruffy faced man. Of course, every state has a variety of beauties, but these stand out to me.
I remember my mother showing me Continue reading

