The sun had gone down. My grandmother stood at the window in the dining room, looking out into the backyard, transfixed by the sight while she giggled. “The President’s plane is about to take off!” I didn’t have to look outside to know that there was no plane in the backyard. She was seeing theContinue reading “On My Grandmother’s Quirks”
Daily Archives: February 7, 2009
On the First Signs of Spring
After weeks of cold, ice, snow, and more cold, today promised to be warm. Snow still lay on the ground from a snowfall on Wednesday. The ice from the previous week’s ice storm had melted over last weekend; I took a hoe and a shovel to my driveway and walk to rid myself of it,Continue reading “On the First Signs of Spring”