Spring is about to arrive. My flowers are starting to poke through their beds and the anticipation is eating away at me. I love flowers, I also love watching things grow. It’s a lifetime obsession, that I became aware of at the old age of 6. I remember specifically because our neighbor Dorthy gave me my own flowers for my birthday. Six packages of mums to be exact (although if you want to get technical there were 2 in each container, so 12 to be exact). They were Ana Mums. I was quite proud of them, and planted them next to my moms Peony’s. I was much more interested in the Peony’s unfortunately. They just seemed to come out of no where. They’re process of growth was much more appealing to observe. How they started out red and grew into stems that eventually formed tiny little buds. I was allowed to help mom, sometimes, pick the buds off. So, the flowers would grow larger. And then I remember the day I saw ants all over moms soon to be lovely flowers. I ran to tell her the bad news. I learned from her that the ants were good for them. They helped them bloom. So I watched the ants and the flowers, day to day and I still get the same excitement when the first petal opens on the first flower of the season. I still have a special place in my heart for mums and have several different ones in my garden, I am learning still how to take care of my whole yard. I planted iris’ years ago and was able to split them last year. I expanded my iris collection last fall as well and can’t wait to see what blooms this summer, and how well at arranging them I did. I’m, too well aware how often you need to rake in this wooded area. I’ve already raked at least 7 times this year, this year most of my attention is going to be on the grass. 😦 not nearly as fun as flowers but integral to a nice looking yard as all my flower beds. Hopefully, all my hardwork last spring and fall will bring me many rewards. I love being able to have fresh cut flowers in my house and beautiful flowers to look at outside as well. Let’s pray we don’t get another late frost this year, I want my peonies to bloom this year! And too many of my friends were disappointed my peach tree did not have very many peaches!
I do much better in the spring. I’m so happy I was able to get outside these last couple of days and enjoy the sun. I was even motivated to do some serious yard work. I have to rake almost every season. I hope the grass I planted in the fall comes up. I also hope the mums come in thicker, this year. They’re already coming up. I rearranged all my iris’ last summer/fall I’m excited to see how they turn out. I’m making a list of all the things I want to accomplish in this awesome weather. I’d like a sliding gate in the backyard that opens to the shed, so I don’t have to walk all the way around the house, to the shed. I need to recover or revamp the cushions on the patio furniture. Left them out all winter…:( I’d also like to construct a little counter maybe cushion storage combo on the deck behind the couch. The Sun I soaked up was pretty grand too. Honestly, it probably a little cool with the short shorts and tank top I had on until I started moving and it was perfect. A little hotter and I probably wouldn’t have accomplished as much. Hope to knock out the front yard tomorrow. Until next time.
“Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goals, if
he is able to think, if he is able to wait, if he is able to fast.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
As I’ve stated before I recently started a new job. Well with a new job comes new coworkers and for me new germs. I actually managed to not catch the cold that was going around for a couple months. That cold was something else it zapped my energy like cold to a battery. My sleep cycle has been finally been catching up and I’ve felt good enough to go out or stay after work for a drink. Unfortunately, I’ve noticed another zap to my energy. After some research, yesterday, I have a feeling my liver could use a rest, after a strict flow of cold medicine and a few to many cocktails. (I’m not jaundice or anything! just tired!) I thought it too perfect that today is the beginning of a new month and even more fitting that Lent begins on the 5th, so I begin my at least month long trek into the sober world. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not getting wasted every night or not even every month, I just don’t think having a drink after work is going to help my liver repair itself. So, it begins my battle of my own will. I had planned to only do a month without alcohol but now the idea is to continue for lent. I’m excited. This is probably the most difficult challenge for me. I have to have faith that I will not falter. I hope that it positively affects my health and that I can do this.
We shall see!