Springtime in Indiana

I was beginning to think it would never get here. We may yet see a dying gasp of Old Man Winter, but it will be short lived. Open water on Otter Lake, birds singing, the mud is drying up, and my new house is progressing, slower than I would like, but I'll get there. The obstacles I face seem pretty insignificant compared to those some of my friends are facing. If the worst of your challenges can be measured in Dollars, you don't have any problems. Enjoy this wonderful time of new life, and new beginnings.