One of the things most folks including me like about spring is that everything seems fresh and new. Nature starts again and so can we. A time for new beginnings. And especially this spring as we get vaccinated and life begins to get back to normal.
At the farm, the grass is greening and growing. The two old Paulownia Trees in the yard are still blooming. They were old over 40 years ago when we bought the farm and at this point I probably should cut them down but I just can’t do it. They are old friends. The birds are all over them especially the woodpeckers. So I’ll let the trees decide how many more springs and hope they fall away from the house and I can fix the fence. But for now their blossoms are lovely and fragrant. I look forward to them every year.
The azaleas are all in bloom. We put them in during our early years here.
The Iris are blooming along the road welcoming me as I come into the barnyard.
The deer are wandering through the fields. They are not making much of a dent in rapidly growing grasses.
The turkey are courting. The Tom strutting his stuff. His lady fair not paying much attention.
The blueberries have flowered and set their fruit. I have to fight the birds for it and have not found any way to increase my odds since they take the berries before they are fully ripe. They don’t share very well me thinks.
My friend Pam gifted me with these pansies and Johnny Jump Ups which are in full bloom. I love their cheerful spring faces and will be sorry when the heat of summer causes them to go. But I understand as I will be going too at that point. Hopefully we will both be back in the fall.
Thankfully during this unsettling time of pandemic at least one thing in my life stayed the same. Happily that is my weekly book discussion with my friend Laurie. No matter where I am, pandemic or not, we get together to discuss a book we’ve chosen. That red thing is my phone with which I am taking this picture.
Two posts ago in ‘Right Through March’ (link above), I mentioned we had just finished Late Migrations and now we are about to finish Life After Life by Kate Atkinson. It’s a wildly inventive novel about Ursula Todd, born in 1910 and doomed to die and be reborn over and over again. New beginnings one after another with slight twists on the life she is living. Wonderfully constructed and serious food for thought. What if????
And lastly, now that I am fully vaccinated, I’ve finally found someone who can deal with my heavy thick hair. Thanks Marianne. You did a great job on the cut.
I’m still not sure which I like best. Long has so many more possibilities – braids, pony tails, hair pinned up in numerous ways or down long. Short is way easier especially washing and combing which I can do with my fingers now. A big plus is that I don’t have so much long hair all over everything. But I do miss my wavy locks. Although they may not look like it, these pictures were taken within 2 days of each other. Different location and lighting makes my long hair look less gray than it was around my face.
It’s spring and definitely a new beginning.