Shhhhhhh -- listen! Spring is coming. Can you hear it?
The birds are up and singing. The sun is shining -- and it's only 7 a.m. There's a quiet hush hanging over the dawn: No snow plows; no rain; no wind.
I know this isn't what my East Coast friends and family are hearing or seeing yet. (Darn that Punxsutawney Phil!) But it's what we've got here. The apple tree is blossoming, the chrysanthemums are popping up in green shoots and the grass is growing so fast you can practically watch it.
I'm most excited to see how long the days are lasting, from before 7 a.m. to nearly 6 p.m. There's more and more light every day, with more minutes and more hours to run, to pull weeds, to sit and enjoy the porch or patio.
We still need some winter rain, but I'm hoping -- for the sake of all these blossoms -- that we're past the risk of frost.
Bring it, spring. Bring it.
The birds are up and singing. The sun is shining -- and it's only 7 a.m. There's a quiet hush hanging over the dawn: No snow plows; no rain; no wind.
I know this isn't what my East Coast friends and family are hearing or seeing yet. (Darn that Punxsutawney Phil!) But it's what we've got here. The apple tree is blossoming, the chrysanthemums are popping up in green shoots and the grass is growing so fast you can practically watch it.
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| Our apple tree -- blossoming already. |
We still need some winter rain, but I'm hoping -- for the sake of all these blossoms -- that we're past the risk of frost.
Bring it, spring. Bring it.
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