Monday, April 20, 2009


...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.


grandma said...

This definetly is your time and your yarden shows how much you love Spring and Summer.
This weekend was also a heavenly Spring two days in the mountains. All windows are open, but quilts are still on the beds for the morning chill.No rain :-( Darn it!

Jen on the Edge said...

I put in six blueberry bushes yesterday -- I can't wait for those berries in a year or two.

I now have six raspberry bushes and loads of herbs to plant. Fun!

parnola said...

Life is skittles and life is beer ...

jenn said...

"I think the loveliest time of the year is the Spring. I do. Don't you? 'Course you do."

-Tom Lehrer

Anonymous said...

Glad Spring has finally sprung. I'd love to see picts of your gardens. I'm not much of a gardener myself. I don't get any sun at my house either, so that doesn't help.