Perspectives

Sharing books brings connection, and at the end of a Maine winter, we certainly can benefit from such a connection. What are you reading?

April is our in-between month. We're not sure if we should wear a coat over our sweatshirt or finally ditch the boots for socks and sandals. Personally, I'm a socks-and-sandals-all-year-round kind of person, typical of many young adults in Maine. It's practical, but not always pretty. And honestly, that's kind of the theme of life and cooking this time of year.

I'm on findagrave.com, the site where you can, well, find a grave. The photo of the tombstone on my screen is gray and rather tall and narrow, like a nail clipper. OK, maybe that's a forced simile, but it fits this moment nicely.

Spring has arrived. It's my favorite time of year. For me it is a time of rebirth, celebration and firsts. The rains come, the snow melts and the grass once again turns a radiant green. Flowers start to emerge and the birds, weary of their winter travels, come back home. I hear their song of celebration every time I go outside to hang the wash on the line.