New Friends and Farmers (Part I)

The gray Cleveland skies had me thinking the other day. ‘Why in the world did I ever leave Florida, to pack up my van and move back to northeast Ohio?’ Ah, the weather plays tricks you know, teasing one into believing that the past can yield much greener pastures. Funny how I got tired of all the beach traffic. And the hot sun. And what seemed like a never-ending supply of batteries and bottled water in preparation Continue reading