Thursday, March 21, 2013


It's was cold out today, for the second full day of spring. It is really disappointing for me. I want to get out in my yard and see the daffodils piercing the ground, reaching for the warm sunlight. Watch as the rhododendrons buds swell like a sponge in water and then explode as if a firework in the air.
All the plants start emerging from their long winter naps and stretch their stems. They lift their arms upward and finally express their love of summer with beautiful flowers of all shapes, sizes and colors. I'll move some of them to new homes, divide some and share with friends and still others will be new additions from the nursery.
Working in my yard is truly a labor of love. Such satisfaction comes from making such beautiful beautiful plants happy. It is a love I inherited from my dad. A graduate of the University of Massachusetts at Stockbridge. The first in his family to graduate college. He instilled this love of the yard in me, and I am so very thankful for it.
Soon I will be out among the plants, plotting out a new bed or two, weeding others, adding mulch, moving plants that were originally transplanted from my dad's yard and enjoying every minute of it! I can't wait for spring to actually emerge.

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