I don’t think I could ever relocate to a place that didn’t have four seasons.  There is something special about those first few days as the weather warms or cools.  Change is in the air, literally.  

My family and I are not very religious. We do, however, try to adhere to the eating constraints of Passover. Specifically, we will not eat any leavened products during the eight days including bread, cookies, cake etc. We also try not to eat in restaurants during the eight days of Passover.   

A nice start to a weekend built around family with Passover seders as main events. Prior to the gathering with daughter Marisa I attended Mets Opening Day, preceded by the Tom Seaver statute unveiling (probably merits its own blog),

I enjoy creating context. When presenting, I often do that so the audience can be aligned with a proper perspective before diving into a topic.  

My feet have been supporting me (so far) to the 80 Mile Marker and, truth be told, they are worse for wear.    Rough going to say the least!   One day Joanne was going for a manicure/pedicure and being familiar with my feet asked if I’d like to come along and I was game.     

The other day, we were out doing some gardening. It was 7 p.m.

Art can be defined as the producing of works to be appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power.  We have all experienced a performance that we know is beautiful but for some reason we do not feel its emotional power.  

It’s a time of year when the recipes flow and the cooking is nonstop.  Honestly, I really love it.