Spring has finally come to a soggy Southern Oregon. We woke to a blue sky and puppies ready to play, never mind the frost on the ground. The pear blossoms are out in force, though nearly a month later than normal. It's one of the times of year I love living here.
This afternoon we're heading down to Ashland for a play: August: Osage County at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival (not all Shakespeare all-the-time). It was one of the plays Ellie and Kathy reviewed after seeing it last week: Ellie loved it, though Kathy did not. Reportedly about a dysfunctional family in Oklahoma, I expect both to like it and to know some of those people.
We became festival members this year, and there are several more plays on our "must see" list.