Monday, June 1, 2009

Nova Inglaterra na mola!


New England in the Spring! This place is incredible! Spring has sprung. People are walking around in Summer clothing, even though it is still in the low 30's when I go to work in the morning. I've lived all over the United States, and in many parts of the World beyond the U.S., and I must say, New England is my favorite. Twenty years ago, my friend Sid Pence and his wife, also retired from the Navy, decided to leave Central Florida and move to somewhere in New England (I still don't know where they went-it's as if they dropped off the planet). At the time, I thought they were crazy. Imagine, leaving hot, humid, traffic-congested Orlando for a place that looks like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting. A place where a terrible traffic jam adds 10 minutes to your usual commute time. A place where you can take a deep breath without searing your lungs. A place where you can kill more deer with a Ford than a Remington. A place where.......well, you get my drift.

I lived in Central and Northeastern Florida for many years. I used to brag to my friends and family who lived in the Midwest, the Rockies, and that place just north of Hell - Texas (Yes, you, Tom) about how I was always warm when they were all freezing in harsh winters. I have now spent two winters in Northern New England and I admit that the harsh Winter makes the Spring so much more to cherish. When I lived in Florida I took the weather for granted. There were essentially two seasons - Hot and Not-as-Hot.

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