It’s impossible to aim a duck to death
The title of my post comes from a "fortune" cookie I opened Monday night. I don't know when fortune cookies stopped actually giving you a fortune and instead just give you "advice" that makes most daily horror-scopes look like "War and Peace," but it's damn annoying.
It seems like every time I re-commit myself to blogging and to making sure I read (and comment on) the blogs of friends and family, some sort of roadblock is thrown up in my path. I'm not sure if I'm either not getting the "hint" or if it's meant to be a struggle I can overcome. The problem here is that this most recent roadblock has spilled over into my photoblog. Monday's photo was the last one in the queue. Were I not able to sit down for a few minutes before dinner and upload 2 new ones, cetan.org would have been a ghost town.
The recent rash of warm weather has left me a bit torn. On the one hand, it's wonderful to not have to carry a heavy coat (usually with a lighter coat underneath), hat, neck gator, gloves etc. every day. But at the same time, the snow has melted with such speed that I'm shocked every time I look outside. We've had snow covering the ground for the longest time I can remember in recent years and in just a few days, it's all but gone. Of course, in typical spring weather, the 70 degree high we had yesterday is likely to give way to up to an inch of snow tonight.
helloheather, Nathan, and I went to the "Festival of the Sugar Maple" this past Saturday. It was an hour long program put on by the McHenry County Conservation District and was a lot of fun. Nathan had a blast being carried around in his baby carrier.
