Twists and turns. Beginnings. Expectations exceeded and dashed. For better or worse, April hit hard and fast. When I remember April of 2017, I hope I remember I am strong and capable. I hope I remember to be kind, to myself and to others. I know I'll remember loving Connecticut. April was hard. It was not without beauty, but it was hard. I think taking photos brought some clarity about how that beauty emerged with surprising consistency. With that perspective, April contained a lot of grace.