Over the last week or so spring has sprung here, where the heavy land and the green sands meet. It takes too long to arrive, spring, but it does linger a nice long while. And it positively shows off when it wants to.
It’s an interesting idea, seasons having moods. Nature has her charms and her fury, why couldn’t there also be moods? And why can’t they all be as harmonious as this?
Of course, there is one category of drawbacks involved with spring and summer.
In an attempt to keep my knees liking me, and my enthusiasm for pulling these weeds higher than the weeds themselves, this year I am purchasing a rolling stool. Sit and scoot and don’t bend over. We’ll give that a try. Even if it only works on the driveway and not the stones out back, it’ll be worth it, because I’m sure I’ll find other uses for it.
You can have too many weeds, but you can never have too many flowers, or too many seats that roll.
Anyway, it might be light around here for the next few days or more. Playing catch-up and get-ahead simultaneously is time consuming.
