he's back in all of his emerald glory. The spring arrival is either the last day of April or the first of May. His internal GPS guides his tiny beating wings thousands of miles from his winter home to our garden to brighten our spring and summer days. I love him and as usual, his return brought tears of joy.
I retired from public school teaching after happily spending twenty eight years playing in Kindergarten. Now I fill my days watching cat antics, taking endless...
