...has sprung. And instead of blogging, I've been elbow-deep in dirt for the the last several, gloriously sunshiney days. I've planted blueberry bushes, apple trees, peas, and am now digging a new flower garden in front (my old ones are full).
At night, when I ease my achey muscles and sore back into bed, I can hear the peepers along the creek making a joyful racket. It's one of my top ten favorite sounds of all-time. It means that spring is definitely, irrevocably HERE. No backsies now.
Tomorrow, though, we're to get 1-2 inches of rain. I suppose it will be a good time to upload the photos from my camera and catch up.