On Good Friday, Second Daughter and I went to North Adams to get First Daughter from school, and bring her home for the weekend. We stopped quite a few times to take pictures. The rivers were running very fast from all the rain we had had in New England. This is the Conneticut River, from the French King Bridge. This bridge won an award in 1932 for its beautiful steelwork, which you can't actually see from the bridge. The view is always wonderful though, and changes alot with the season and the light. In the fall, tour buses stop here.
Here is a shot of Second Daughter taking pictures of the Cold River. Her camera is nicer than mine, and she takes much better pictures, but I don't have access to them to show you.
On Saturday, First Daughter worked, Second Daughter played miniature golf, and we finished up the day with this.
On Easter, there was egg hunting, there was thankfulness that the Easter Bunny did not raid the papaya treats, there was a tasty dinner, with spinach salad made from the first spinach from the garden, and there was lots of this.
(Yes, this really is Easter, not the Fourth of July!)
On Monday, Second Daughter was home from school sick. Don't tell her I put this picture here. She won't be happy!
And while she called the doctor, I took First Daughter back to school. The water was still high, and amazingly, there was still a littler snow in the mountains, to let us know it is only early April. I didn't get a picture of that, because there was no safe place to stop. This is the Cold River, again.
We had a great weekend, and hope you did , too. Finally on Tuesday, I was able to get back to the sewing machine. More on that in the next post.