Spring is coming earlier than usual around my corner of New Jersey. Today has a forecast high of 69 degrees and the week promises warm temperatures ahead of that. I always enjoy seasonal change and this year's Spring transition is no different. When I was outside yesterday I noticed that my dogwood tree is just starting to bud. It looks lovely against the vivid blue sky. For the next few Mondays, I plan to make a picture of my blooming dogwood and to enjoy its progress.
Last summer's hurricane brought down one of the neighbor's backyard trees and that means that the dogwood gets a lot more sunlight. The change will certainly help to bring the blooms out earlier, though I don't recall the tree blooming this early before.
The rest of the backyard is also getting in on the act, with blooms on the big oak, the hydrangea, and the clematis vine (this last is very good news as I feared that vine would not come back). With time off this week and such warm weather I expect that I will be getting some quality time in the garden. And I'm crossing my fingers that our early spring is also a long spring.
As I contemplate the damage of first 6 months of the Cheetoh Kleptocrat’s rule, I cannot fathom what the next 6 will bring us. I grow weary of the vigilant fear that is occasioned by this president. Time to exercise the 25th amendment, y’all. I like to read (I just finished Jane Austen’s Emma), garden, cook, and talk.
I love… baby bunnies, summer blooms, morning coffee, flip flops and toe rings, planning history lessons, Harriet Tubman, enchanted fairy gardens, farm stands, homegrown tomatoes, thinking about my bulletin board, crisp white shirts, leisurely summer days, mowing the lawn, pinning my hair in a bun, lush green hostas, shiny wood floors, adventures with T, and a sweaty workout.