…once Kathleen and I decided that we had our fill of tulips and crowds and crowds and crowds, and having been startled by an unexpected-to-us RCAF flyover, we decided to make our way against the crowds back up Preston Street, where we still had one stop to make. Our dinner that evening was to be…

If there’s one thing I know, I’ve tended to be silent on this blog about my love for Spring and for all that is floral. Nope. I never post about how much I can’t wait for the flowers to come out or for it to be sunny. 😶 😶 ☺️🌷 This weekend marked the beginning…