Yes, I know how I go on and on and on and ON about the Queensborough area being a beautiful part of the world. And I’m sorry if it bores you, but – I can’t help myself. With astounding frequency, I am stopped dead in my tracks by the wonder of what I see around me here. Maybe it’s because I’m so recently removed from the big city. Maybe it’s the sentimentalist in me, because this area is, after all, the place where grew up. Whatever: when I see something like this – amazing clouds, big sky, red barns – as I did on my drive home from work today, all I can do is be thankful.