There are no words to describe the beauty of the four seasons here in New England. The wonder of Spring when the small heads of crocuses and green tips of daffodils poke their heads, re-asserting their positions in the still frozen ground; when the tulips reign painting dashes of colors in the garden.
Then the trees dress up in fiery colors of yellows, oranges and reds. Fall is when the kids don their Halloween’s best.
As they say, no one is ever closer to God than in New England!