Spring?

The last two days have been beautiful here at the gulch. Highs in the upper 60s and yesterday the thermometer topped out at 70. The rhubarb is showing signs of life, peeking above the ground. The lilac bushes are sporting swelling buds and the daffodils are getting taller. One even has the first signs of a developing flower.

Hunter has really been enjoying the warmer weather. He has been spending most of the days playing outside. He has discovered that he is taller than last year and has been having lots of fun on his swing set. Along with playing in the mud/dirt and just generally running around the yard.

It has been so nice to open up and air out the house. It feels as if most of the winter staleness has gone, pushed out the windows by gentle warm breezes. There seems to be new life and light permeating throughout the house. Its’ presence is very welcomed.

I have spent a good portion of the last couple of days using the wringer washer on the back porch and hanging the laundry out on the clothesline. Yesterday I dove into washing the bedding and rugs. Last night I really enjoyed crawling into a freshly washed bed made with sheets that had hung out in the sun and wind. The aroma was fantastic and a  very pleasant way to drift off to sleep.

I have been making a mental inventory of all the yard clean up that needs to be done. I am looking forward to getting the yard back into shape. Just cleaning up the debris that seems to accumulate over the colder months will go a long way. I have many holes to fill, remnants left behind by the Pyrs.

We will be spending the next fews days confined to the house, once again, due to the all the rain in the forecast. But the rain is a welcome thing. It will help wash away the remnants of all of the dust blown around during last years drought and help the newly growing plants. The added benefit of topping off the cistern after all the washing and cleaning I have been doing is a good thing as well.

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One thought on “Spring?

  1. Rhubarb! Rhubard reminds me of childhood. We’d always have it in a garden behind the house, or someone would and my mom would make rhubarb pie. That pie is killer.
    Maybe I’ll make one to see if it’s still that way.

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