May at the lake
Except there ain’t no lake anymore in our lives. Dreaming about life at the lake always made springtime a very special time for us part-time lake dwellers, especially those whose hands were itching to put a line in the water. While I miss the fishy part of May at the lake, the May-show here in Quincy is in many ways more spectacular than at the lake with all our flowering trees and shrubs. The dogwoods in particular put on a great show again this year. This favorite Dogwood image was taken a year ago, but don’t tell anyone.