I was enjoying the sunny Sunday down at the lake, listening to a shmaltzy country music station and enjoying my grande cappuccino when it occurred to my lazy self, it was a pity to not actually be inhaling all the clean, fresh air. So me, myself and I went for a stroll in Kaplan’s Woods.
It’s not the Bahamas but when the temperature creeps up to 32 F., it sure starts to feel good.
Spring, it just might be ’round the corner.
