Well, here we are again. The high today is supposed to reach only 24°F (-4.4°C). We had an inch of snow yesterday; it’s snowing right now, and another inch is supposed to fall during the course of the day. Old Jack’s final springtime relaxation back into his component parts will be postponed yet a bit longer. Does he mind? Is he relieved? Disappointed? I’m not sure—his expression is a little hard to read at the moment.
And so I’ll continue my pictorial journey back to past and warmer times . . . The spring of 2008 found me visiting old friends (from college days) who had moved from their native Germany to a quiet life in the Andalucía region of Spain, a good hour’s drive inland from Malaga. We went for a memorable walk through the hills that surround their home, and our path took us along the edge of this lovely valley. I can still smell the heady perfume of new things growing everywhere and the birds singing out their joy.