Carefully, I walked barefoot across my meadow (other people might call it a "lawn"). My clover was in full bloom and I didn't want to be distracted by some pretty flower. Stepping on a bee was not how I wanted to start my day.
Crumbly, rich, moist and warm to the touch. Yep that's how I like my dirt. Umm. Soil.
Yikes. Now that title really catches a gardener's attention, huh.
They have started to come in already looking for tomato and pepper plants. I wonder if they admire the daffodils in the flower beds. Or the bright burgundy-red shoots of emerging peonies. Or unfolding Japanese maple foliage....
Well the spring energy is now here. I am sure you can feel it, this surge "to do". I am completely scattered (more than usual!) and can't seem to focus on any one task (more than usual!).