Love,
Mom

i miss you!!

I wonder where the million dollars went? And yes, you should consider talking to a therapist about your dramatic lifestyle that unfolds in your sleep.

Love you,
Mom

Your Blue Jays are certainly different than our eastern ones. Instead of the “sooty” hood, ours have white markings on the head, a white breast, and only a bit of black on the head, wings and tail. This link will show you the difference a bit better than my description:

http://www.birds.cornell.edu/AllAboutBirds/BirdGuide/Blue_Jay.html

Either way, Spring has finally arrived here in Mass. bringing 70-80 degree temps the past week, and urging the daffodils, hyacinths, forsythia and PJM Rhododendrons out in full bloom. The pear and cherry trees have sprouted their white and pink blossoms over the weekend and the tulips are still green but growing.

It’s funny that you should mention how memories just suddenly come to mind, as that happened to me the other day. Just walking outdoors early in the morning to get the newspaper from the driveway, there was something in that slight breeze or in the aroma of new growth that triggered memories and feelings that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but were pretty powerful nonetheless. It was the oddest thing, like when you sometimes wake from a dream and try to hold onto the pieces of the story to ponder a bit about before it all drifts away. Interesting.