There’s
nothing like getting a taste of good weather to make me want more of it. The
minute the sun comes out in the spring all I want to do is go outside and play.
Fortunately for me, there are plenty of outside chores for me to do.
I
have a back yard that is full of things that would normally live on my
Continually Under Construction Deck. And, if I’m going to be honest, some of
those things that are now residing on my rapidly greening grass needed to be
stored away for the winter. However, the good news about my slothful ways is
that last year’s Failure to Finish My Chores is now an Opportunity to be Ahead
of the Season---look! All the lawn furniture is already out!
My
flower beds are in need of attention. And chicken poop. Mmmm...Smells
like---Spring.
I
have a flattened (former) motorcycle track that is in need of re-seeding, a
fence that needs building, a pound plus of wildflower seeds to scatter, and a
herd of marauding elk to thwart. Not to mention concocting a plan to deal with
my plague of moles...
There
are plenty of tasks to keep me occupied here at home---I haven’t even started
on all the windblown branches festooning the lawn--- but this time of year I am
especially susceptible to the siren song of the nursery ...all those sweet
little plants, all in need of a good home. Most days it is easy to think what a
lovely day this would be for a drive....touring all the nurseries, far and
wide.
After
all, with the wedding only four months away and ten new large planters to fill,
a field trip is certainly in order...and maybe a picnic...
