Chilmark looked good to me last week when Dianne Smith and I returned from a mind-blowing trip to Budapest and back.
Last year when John Kosboski sold his house, packed his belongings and hopped a jet plane bound for Hawaii, I never thought it would be the last time I saw him.
Looking ahead to interesting things coming up, may I suggest you mark your calendar for the 33rd women’s symposium entitled Clutter.
Fear not, let me assure Jane’s faithful readers that our steadfast columnist is but taking a brief leave of absence from her computer desk. She will return to you in a few short weeks with newsy goodness galore.
Chilmark is looking springlike in spite of the temperatures; fields are green and daffodils are blooming.
Chilmark is enduring Stella as I write midweek. She was reported to be a mega-snowstorm but appears to be a windy rainy day that is destroying remnants of the snows of last week.I am sure the spring flowers that were seduced into sprouting early are enjoying the rinse off.
Chilmark has been shivering this week with temperatures more normal for February than March. The spring flowers seem to take the sudden freeze in stride and are still colorful.
Chilmark lies nestled under a warm blanket of fog this morning as I write mid-week. Much more like a June morning than actually a March morning.
Chilmark is enjoying what, in today’s language, might be called a fake spring. But, fake or not, we are happy with warm temperatures and early flowers.
