March MADness, er CRABness turns to March GLADness.

03-31

My friend Evelyn e-mailed the above picture to me following a recent snowstorm in Richmond, Virginia. The city pretty much closed up from their five-inch snowfall, and she enjoyed a day off from the law office where she works. She put her free time to good use, clicking away on her digital camera to capture images of the uncharacteristic snowfall in her backyard before it melted in the next day or so. The pure-white snow made for an interesting shot as it drifted down and settled over a wicked-looking, wrought-iron crab flower pot holder she bought at a Summer art fair. The crab indeed looks as if it was peeking out, with a surprised look … perhaps even a scowl, from beneath the snow. I kept the picture and decided when, or if, we got our final snowfall in March which would take us over that elusive record of 93 inches we were striving for, I would use the picture. (Besides, it is the Lenten season and it sure is hard to inject much seafood humor in a blog post.) Well, March 2014 will be just a memory in a matter of hours and no more snow materialized. In fact today, for Opening Day, we got one of the nicest weather days we have had in a very long time, and in general, Detroit home openers usually have abysmal weather. So, it appears that March will exit very lamb-like … hey, we deserve it after the Winter we had. Let’s hope we don’t find any surprises tomorrow morning on April Fool’s Day. On this morning’s journey I travelled along Fort Street, on a sunny morn, but the sun didn’t fool me as the air still had quite a bite to it. I got in a few miles, walking as the crow flies to Southfield and Fort, then turned around and headed straight home (and no, I did not walk sideways like a crab). Well, all this rather corny humor aside, there were no smiles and chuckles with the abrupt end to either Michigan team finding itself in the Final Four, or perhaps at the tournament championship game on April 7th. Sure, Sunday’s back-to-back losses by our great college basketball teams bites – or maybe I should say pinches, but rather than stay mad and crabby, we pinned our collective hopes on the Tigers and they didn’t disappoint, that is … after they clawed their way back to win the home opener. Going forward, we’ll expect nothing less than continued success and a trip to the World Series.

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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