RETURNING TO THE FOLD
FROM GREATFOREST COURT It will interest nobody reading this piece that I have a peculiar fondness for summer and everything to do with it. I only mention it because, where I happen to find myself, today is a sunny day, the sky is blue, and the quickly rising mercury is expected soar near the 80 degree (Fahrenheit) mark tomorrow. Depending upon what part of the world you happen to find yourself in, this may seem unremarkable. Here on the Niagara Frontier, however, temperatures that high in April are, indeed, rare and are certainly very welcome, serving as a foretaste of the season to come. If spring is the season of renewal, then summer is the season of the fruit of that renewal. It is the sustainment of warm weather, sunny skies, lush greenery, open windows, and happy days of relaxation amidst a splendid soundtrack of birdsongs. I liken my reintroduction to the Glennish atmosphere as something of a personal spring of renewal which heralds a long summer ahead. A former king, afte