I should add, "Goodbye Ice!" But I am sure I will now get bitten twice. We went from layers of ice and snow, to boot-sucking mud, to frozen mud, now to dry mud. But tomorrow it is supposed to rain, so we may just reverse the process. One never knows with Fickle Farch.
|Love the pattern|
|Connie the Cornish|
I was happy to see that the ice has melted between the raised beds, so I will be out layering cardboard this weekend - should I have the time. Another weekend scheduled to within an inch of its life. Last weekend, I had more of a social life than I've had in months - I met my friend with the Randall cattle for a glass of wine on Saturday night, and my neighbor took me out for dinner on Sunday. I managed to squeeze in the complete purging of my linen closet - a thorn in my side for years. I got two huge bags of the gleanings, so to speak. One for Goodwill and one for the local shelter. Progress.
There are signs of spring, on this day of the equinox. My rhubarb is starting to show signs of life.
You can just see the start of the red buddings, if you biggify. I am going to divide a few and transplant them in the front - just to see if they do better with more light. These are fine - albeit slower to grow - but I'm in the mood to try new things. I got all charged up about a potato planting scheme, until I realized that I don't have the garden space for it. Seed starting is kicking off this weekend, too, so I may be burning the midnight oil, trying to get everything done. I am actually afraid to face my seed packets. I have a feeling it's gotten out of control.
With the absence of ice, I have let the dogs have their heads and it is so much fun to watch. Lovey gets a bad case of the zoomies and the Pat is positively airborne. Sometimes he goes so fast, that his rear end is trying to pass his front end. Poor kids. It's been a long winter. I have to check the yard first, however, as I seem to have inherited a yard bunny. There's a small rabbit that now lives under the deck and is within view almost every time I go out. That would be too much excitement for all of us.
Tomorrow I try to get Slimmie into his carry-crate (hahahaha) so I can tote him up to the vet. He went from tossing up the occasional hairball, to throwing up every morning. He hasn't lost his appetite or looked or acted poorly, which is reassuring. I had started him on a new kibble, so I went back to his grain free and he has not thrown up once in the last five days. Still, it pays to be diligent when your cat/dog gets older. I just have to maintain the element of surprise tomorrow. He is not a violent cat, but he is strong and eely. Wish us luck. If luck is not on my side, I may have to beg for a house call.
Friday, my sister and I are taking a day trip to NH. I'm going along as company and comic relief. I am also dropping my car off at the mechanics. Yes. Again. I am actively looking for another. Saturday, I am hoping to do a shortened version of my chores, so I can get home and get things done. Sunday, I am joining a spring hike because...well, because it's spring and I need fresh air. That, and I need more socialization. I realized that I had not had any interaction with another human being (in person) Monday and Tuesday. And I work in an office building! It's not natural.
Next on my List of Purge is the laundry/furnace/tool room. Again. I realized that I had not purged anything, the last time I tackled it. I just rearranged what was there. No more. The gloves are off. The freezer is pretty much emptied, so I will see if I can defrost it, too. Then I can put it on the local market and move my smaller chest freezer from the back room. THEN, I can finish the office/craft room. THEN...well, you know, there is the rest.