Yesterday was the most perfect day, the first day of spring in a way. It was warm and we were home and we were rested. So we hit the decks early fetching potting soil, washing the truck, and returning home for yard work. I planted onions and lettuce. DH moved all the dirt and wood chips from the stump of the old tree cut down last fall. We even had tea and later lunch on the deck! In between times is was laundry and some rearranging for dog life. All of the above was done with the assistance of Biscuit. The day was glorious and all were tired by nightfall.
Lowes had very few flowers other than a multitude of bright monkey-faced pansies in rainbow colors. I succumbed to one mixed pot of pansies that I can see from the kitchen windows, reminding me, yes true spring will come. Inside the rabbits crawled out with a little more promise.
All day the windows and doors were open. We went to bed with our window open. The wind chimes outside our bedroom tinkled us to sleep. Sometime in the night, rain began to fall. That was good as our earth is dry. The new plantings and the new grass seed needed the moisture. A gentle rain was just right.
Then the temp began to drop. I mopped the kitchen floor this morning and looked up to see this from the window. Ah, a reverting to winter after that lovely day yesterday. I will not give up! I know spring is close by and Mother Nature just wants to hear me scream. But I won’t…until tomorrow maybe…