By Lynn Felder

March and April. Oh, those words sound like spring, don’t they? But March is named for Mars, the god of war, and T.S. Eliot wasn’t kidding when he called April the cruelest month: one minute sun, rain the next.

It’s all so unpredictable. But there’s one thing you can count on: a rich landscape of arts performances and festivals over the next two months. Click here for the article.

 

Photo by Jay Lesenger/Chautauqua Opera photo