Even Unpleasant Truths

When we really love truth we love even the unpleasant truths.

G.K. Chesterton

Winter reluctantly relaxes its grip on Michigan in mid March, and then we experience an interlude while waiting expectantly for the renewal of Spring.  This stream west of suburban Detroit was swelling with winter’s melt when we were beginning to learn some unpleasant truths.  A plague that had been lurking was then just beginning to surface.

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