Buds

 

I don't want to give people the wrong impression. It's not like Williamsburg is now suddenly bursting with color. It's not. But there are definite signs that spring is on its way, my favorite season of the year.

Variable

After staring at bare branches for weeks and weeks now, it was pure joy to see trees beginning to bud, although I am concerned that it might still be a tad early. I checked my records, though, and saw where we've had similar temperatures before. But we've also had very cold temps. So I guess you would have to say our weather here in southeast Virginia is, in a word, "variable."

The Duchess

 

I was surprised by how much I appreciated Andrew Lownie's "Traitor King." I really wasn't expecting to learn as much from it as I did. I think that's what eventually led me to read Caroline Blackwood's account of what happened to Wallis Simpson after the Duke of Windsor's death and her encounter with the imperious and volatile Maître Blum, Simpson's one-time lawyer, friend (?), and gatekeeper.

Daffs