April Showers . . . Make for Slow Clean-up

On the few days without rain, I do yard work rather than adventuring. The time for adventures will come. It’s been freezing—literally—and I’ve had no motivation to get out in the mornings to work. But I bundle up in the afternoons with the goal to do at least one task, or continue one in progress.

Round Seven

The remainder of the twenty-three piles in the woodlot get picked up and hauled to my dumping ground deeper into the woods. Does it look like a park now?

Round Eight

With a freshly charged battery for the drill, I put part one of a garden box together one day, and part two on another day. Over two more days, I get them from the carport (where it was much easier to put them together with a wall to brace against than it was last year to build them in the garden) up the driveway to the garden. They are heavy, and won’t fit in the car. Okay, I didn’t try the car; they looked too big. I rolled them. They aren’t perfect, but good enough for whom it’s for. And I double-dog-dare the buttercup to get in. It’s really not a one-woman job, but I managed. Yay me! Scheduling help is harder for me than doing it myself (though I appreciate the offers following my last whiney post). I’m a pantser, working when the mood strikes and there’s nothing better to do—i.e. no adventure opportunity.

I actually remember, finally, to clean out the blocked downspout on a non-rainy day. And realize (well, not for the first time) I haven’t cleaned off the roof in weeks and weeks. I should do it before the pollen starts to fly and the edges get clogged with bigleaf maple flowers. It’s a task I rather enjoy when it’s not raining or windy; up there closer to the sky.

Those tasks hardly make a dent, but it’s progress. And I get to spend a weekend with the Littles! I haven’t seen them since January. (And, yes, I will always call them the Littles, though Elliot will soon be taller than me.) And cherry blossoms too! With sleet between blossoms and baseball.

Things are blooming around the house . . .

And my month of daily walks in the woods, a photo a day, continue . . .

Happy Spring! Rumor has it, it will come! Next up, a new box for lettuce.