I had these oh-so-grand intentions of keeping up this blog while I teach my summer class and pilot my dissertation research. And, really, I probably could have if Mr. H-B and I hadn't been completely flattened by the flu (maybe a cold?). We're talking sore throat, fever, chills, and a general desire to sleep for 22 hours a day.

Welcome to spring, I guess.

Fingers crossed that this next week will be better!


Grandma H said...

So sorry you are miserable but the blossoms are gorgeous!

Señora H-B said...

I'm glad I saved up all of those pretty pictures back when I took them!