While the weather was nice, Lucy and I took a long walk behind Mark's Meadow. Everything is leafing out. We saw trilliums in bloom and the ferns are rearing their ugly fiddleheads. Plato had a great time and was worn out afterwards -- too tired to even be pesky.
Today I tried to do all the cleaning I was planning to do all week. I got a lot done, but only about a third of what I had optimistically projected. Still, I'm satisfied with the progress.
Alisa and the boys get home tonight. It'll be good to have them home.