Mixed Feelings

Summer.

I’m kind of over it.

Shocking, I know, and selfish. Since the elk have come in and eaten every last flower in my flowerbeds and have started in on the flowerpots ON MY DECK I’m thinking fall thoughts. Bring on the pumpkin scented candles and the tulip bulbs and let’s DO this thing!

Selfish.

Also crazy; as soon the unrelenting rain will return and after about two days of that I’ll be over rain and dreading the snowier than usual forecast. Dreading; because shoveling my driveway is only fun the first time. And by fun I mean not really.

So let’s recap: I’m tired of Summer, Fall is too rainy and Winter snow is beautiful only in theory, and not at all beautiful in the shoveling. Which only leaves us with Spring.

It’s clear to me what I need to do. Certainly not any of the gardening chores I’ve put off all summer: edging, weeding, spreading bark, thinning perennials. What I really need to do is buy a whole bushel of daffodil bulbs and plant them everywhere. Bring on the bulb buying!

Think how pretty that will look in the spring, when the snow finally melts and I step outside and cast my eye over all the daffodils that aren’t blooming because I missed the small window of opportunity between cool, frosty nights and frozen ground to actually plant them. Probably because I was watching the Seahawks---hopefully they were winning--- since I gave up my window to plant 194 bulbs and stayed put through the third quarter. (In this version of events, the ‘Hawks would have spent some serious money on a O-Line and kept the defense strong.) So at least I wasted the 194 bulbs I haven’t even bought yet for a good reason.

See? I can do optimism.

Go Hawks!