Oh March, you month of transition. At least around here, old Mama Nature’s trying to decide if staying winter a while longer or moving headlong into spring would be best. I’m happy to report that as of the end of the month, it was more rain than snow, and the grass is starting to look…
Neither Natasha nor Steve grew up in Minnesota, but it’s in this (occasional) tundra that, through mutual friends, they found each other. Now, they’re sticking around here and even tying the knot this summer in the place that brought them together. We made sure to hit the park, and even the bench, where Steve popped the question…