The weather last week was wonderful. I was allowed a small bit of free time to enjoy the blessing, but I was hoping for much more outdoor time in the 70 degree weather. After a large rainstorm, I ventured out into the big back yard as I was hoping to see my usual first signs of spring. And, there they were. The golden daffodils. A little muddy, yes. But, fighting to stand up straight and tall.
I then took inventory around the yard, and the bushes and trees were exhibiting little shoots of yellow, pink, peach, red, purple, white and green. Forsythia, azalea, bridal wreath, wild rose, dogwood, snowball bush... I'm most excited to see how this lilac bush will develop in the upcoming weeks.
After a drop in temperature and a shock to the system (after becoming so enamored with the warm weather), I was happy to hear that it is expected to be at least 70 degrees again today and that will allow me to spend some time in the yard. But, with spring also comes hard work. Challenges. Twisted ankles after tripping over the bane of my annual early spring existence: Sweet Gum Balls.
This is a small glimpse of the work I have ahead of me. (And, there are still many more up in the tree, besides what is in my neighbors' yards, my flower beds, my driveway, bushes, and the rest of my yard.) My rake and I will become extremely close friends this week.