Spring has certainly sprung here in Southern Va. Flowers are blooming, and life is everywhere. I walked down to the lake the other day, and who did I see but Sir Griswold and Manfreedy. Sir Griswold is the goose standing there looking so suave and sophisticated. Manfreedy is, well, his man. I know; in this day and age, you’d think we’d be beyond things like having manservants. What can I say…