Unbudgably Yours

1 2 2 Y U N B U D G A B L Y Y O U R S S A M U E L H A Z O Summering in Pennsylvania and wintering in Florida would give me two addresses. I’ve long since settled for one and call it home. I shovel my way through driveway snow, unbox a hat I hate to wear and struggle into gloves I should have thrown away five years ago. I know that trees are slumbering in place, that grass stays hidden under lawns of snow, that roots and bulbs await a warmer reveille. I let the chiller mornings help me reach the resurrection of a greener life when I can waken to enjoy the pleasure I deserve for earning April. ...