I’m writing you from Niagara-on-the-Lake (overlooking vineyards) where I’m still on the road and still waiting for an elusive spring.
I hope you got a ‘rise’ out of last week's April Fool’s email.
It’s week four of the Protect The Pollinators Tour, which means our (unfortunate) comedy of errors is almost over. So far we have survived a broken tooth in the airport, two missed connections, a twisted ankle (I’m typing with my foot over my head) and one heck-of-a gruelling schedule. I am getting (at least feeling) old and, at this point, the...