Sunday, April 10, 2016

April Is The Cruelest Month


I was in Grand Rapids, Michigan, yesterday. Why, you might ask? Well, as mentioned Friday, my son Andy and his family are moving in stages to Clare, Michigan, where his wife grew up. Claire and baby Audrey are already there (more about them soon), living with her parents. Andy has to finish the school year teaching in Chicago. So we drove three hours to Grand Rapids, which I knew nothing about, a surprisingly large and pleasant (and cold) town. Claire and Audrey had an hour and three-quarters drive. We spent last night in a house on Lake Michigan owned by the family of a friend of my son, about half way and empty this weekend.

Grand Rapids has this amazing place, the Meijer Gardens and Sculpture Park, which I would recommend to anyone. Problem is, they are still getting some snow up here (Andy's car was covered with it in Chicago yesterday morning), resulting in scenes like this. Elliott was a sourpuss but maybe he was right.                    



4 comments:

Stefan Jansson said...

A very Winter like Spring.

Sharon Anck said...

I had dinner with Julie & Dave last night and Dave mentioned that it was snowing up in Michigan. Those poor tulips!

William Kendall said...

I have family in the Grand Rapids area. I'm almost certain that I've been in those gardens in childhood. Strange contrast, snow and tulips.

Nathalie H.D. said...

In your region April is the cruelest month - not in Provence of course. My daughter Ines who is Sherbrooke near Montreal at the moment says she's tired of that bloody winter - unfortunatey it ain't over yet!