Rites of Spring

Last weekend was wonderful weather which fact helped to create a wonderful weekend. Saturday we spent a few hours cleaning up our screened-in porch. I'm amazed that washing furniture, vacuuming and carrying away dead leaves was fun but it was. Getting things ready for a summer of sitting out enjoying the weather is always so full of expectation. That night we had a dinner party of six friends and, for the first time, I had each couple bring a dish. This meant less preparation for us and led to a delightful time that we weren't too tired to enjoy. In the balmy weather we were even able to open the French doors to the dining room and feel the evening air as we ate. Great day and night.

Sunday after church we decided to accompany another couple on a bike tour to Port Dover on the Lynn Valley Rail Trail. This was our first of the season and we were exhilarated. Our friends were well supplied with emergency equipment, good thing since my husband's tire gave up and he had to change it. This slowed us down considerably and we were quite late by the time we got to Dover around 2 pm. Ravenous we hurried to Callaghan's but they had a 40 minute wait. No way. We headed to another favorite spot, Willie's on the Beach, where we ordered up big burgers and onion rings. The burgers were awesome with lots of great fixings. The onion rings, not so much. There we sat on their extensive porch basking, yes, basking in the sun while we ate and talked and laughed. (We were the noisiest table.)

After the requisite walk on the pier and a chat at the lighthouse we headed up the trail to Simcoe again and our cars. A cold drink and more relaxed chatter at our friend's house nearby and we drove the mile home sated and happy, all the more so since we had not planned this bit of serendipity. I love spontaneity!