I was always fascinated by cemeteries. A bit morbid some might say, but as a child I was mildly obsessed by the old Colonial gravestones, with their winged skulls and weeping angels. I remember walking through local burial grounds as a child,.
We’re all saying it: ‘What a weird winter.’ And here, at the beginning of March, we are finally hit with some actual snow. As we were snowblowing and shoveling and digging out cars, my wife and I talked about the last time we had this kind of snow.