Saturday, April 22, 2017

“It’s spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want—oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
~ Mark Twain

Yesterday, ah,  yesterday. Easily the most beautiful day we’ve had this year.

I opened the doors and let the spring air freshen the house. The landscapers showed up and there was much noise as they power raked and aerated the lawns–the cacophony didn’t bother me a bit as it will later in the season.

I spent time in the garden putting a few more seeds in the ground and cleaned up the herb pots that overwintered. Oh, that oregano smells so sweet!

This morning the clouds are back and there’s rain in the forecast for this afternoon. The sunshiny day we had yesterday makes the clouds easier to bear.

Today, nowhere to go and nothing pressing to do. I expect there will be a good measure of camera play taking place.

7 Replies to “Saturday, April 22, 2017”

  1. The Twain quote reminds me that living in Florida I can’t appreciate spring fever as you would, Linda.

    1. Funny I was just thinking the other day that I’m thankful for the very distinct seasons we enjoy here, Marian. Winter gets old, but without it there would be no spring fever!

  2. Nothing smells better than fresh herbs! Very pretty photos. We have clouds/rain moving in this evening but thankfully, I have a good mystery book to read!

    1. I’m settling just now in with a book after a baking marathon this afternoon!

  3. karenrsanderson says: Reply

    I agree that nothing smells better, fresh herbs, fresh air, fresh anything. Thank you for these pictures – believe it or not, it’s snowing here today, heavy and thick, about an inch on the ground. Grrr. and I had planned on washing my car for the first time in about six months.

    1. Snow! Oh my. Spring will be so delicious when it finally shows up!

      1. karenrsanderson says: Reply

        Yeah, there was a little “freak out” here at my place for a bit, but then…”North Dakota.” Oh well. Yes, it will be bliss when it comes.

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