Words and pictures from the author of And the Crows Took Their Eyes as well as the Elizabeth Goodweather Appalachian Mysteries . . .
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The Call of the Dirt
Another beautiful day! The dirt was calling and, though it was too wet to do much more than a little weeding and pruning, it was absolutely delightful to be outside. Molly and Miss Susie Hutchins agreed and found warm spots from which to supervise me.
Daffodils are pushing their way sunwards and early tulips are emerging, looking a bit like fish sticking their noses out of the water. Birds are singing and chasing one another through the trees and the pansies that were snow-covered last week are unfurling their sky-blue ruffles.
The bird feeder that was a Christmas gift from friends has been put in place.
I'm so happy for you! I could feel a very shy spring making it's way through your garden. I have never been able to decide which season I like most, but I must say I love the changes, the moment when mother nature changes her clothes.
Dear Vicki! I'm so pleased to hear you like my header: You need to come down to Patagonia, you'll see plenty of unusual and untouched beauty, not only in nature, but in human beings, like the descendants of Captain Eberhard and so many other pioneers who made of Patagonia their home. (By the way, I was born and raised in Patagonia, but know I live in Santiago)
Martin -- Our friend Drew built it, using shingles from his roof (recently replaced with metal). He and his wife made all those shingles about twenty years ago, starting by felling the trees...
Pamela -- I agree -- the moments of change are the best -- the first snow, the first blooms, the trees taking on autumn color. Mother Nature's wardrobe is vast!
Isn't it lovely to soak in that warm sunshine and play in the dirt? The whole bad scene of what was winter starts to fade... Hope it stays faded too. Enjoy! Tammy
I can't tell if the dirt is calling or not...it's still buried under quite a bit of snow. :) It snowed again last night, but the weather people say the tempertures are supposed to rise up into the 50's over the next several days.
We have one tiny bit of snow left under a bush -- but big rain is on the way making Thursday an inside day. I'm happy for your snow, Victoria, thinking of all that needed groundwater.
Hey, Callie -- I've always thought it was a perfect name for a rooster!
13 comments:
Wasn't it just THE best day! And to think that a week ago it was cold and snowing!!!
We did trimming and clean-up too and also just enjoyed sitting in the sun.
Although it's been cold here, the sun has been shining, and that makes a world of difference.
Just like Jenny Wren, I love your bird table.
I'm so happy for you! I could feel a very shy spring making it's way through your garden. I have never been able to decide which season I like most, but I must say I love the changes, the moment when mother nature changes her clothes.
Dear Vicki! I'm so pleased to hear you like my header: You need to come down to Patagonia, you'll see plenty of unusual and untouched beauty, not only in nature, but in human beings, like the descendants of Captain Eberhard and so many other pioneers who made of Patagonia their home. (By the way, I was born and raised in Patagonia, but know I live in Santiago)
Really wonderful, Pat, to be outside.
Martin -- Our friend Drew built it, using shingles from his roof (recently replaced with metal). He and his wife made all those shingles about twenty years ago, starting by felling the trees...
Pamela -- I agree -- the moments of change are the best -- the first snow, the first blooms, the trees taking on autumn color. Mother Nature's wardrobe is vast!
And you're right! I do need to come to Patagonia!
Isn't it lovely to soak in that warm sunshine and play in the dirt? The whole bad scene of what was winter starts to fade... Hope it stays faded too. Enjoy!
Tammy
The dirt calls my husband and he loves to work in the yard. When it calls me, the dirt says, "Don't bother."
Love the collage of photos. I must try that someday. It is great to be outside when the sun begins to shine a little.
It's calling to me too : ) Can't wait to actually start planting in it-I'm tempted to try today-but I'm afraid it's too wet.
Hoping that any more snows will be fleeting, Tammy!
Some hear that call, some don't, Mountainwoman -- the same is true of so many things.
I have the free program Picasa, Jenny freckles, which make collaging very, very easy.
Our ground is unworkable at the moment, Tipper -- really, really wet.
I can't tell if the dirt is calling or not...it's still buried under quite a bit of snow. :) It snowed again last night, but the weather people say the tempertures are supposed to rise up into the 50's over the next several days.
Those blue pansies are gorgeous!
Love the bird house!
Say hi to Gregory Peck for me. Love the name.
We have one tiny bit of snow left under a bush -- but big rain is on the way making Thursday an inside day. I'm happy for your snow, Victoria, thinking of all that needed groundwater.
Hey, Callie -- I've always thought it was a perfect name for a rooster!
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