Brrrr. I admit I didn't do as much outside today as a real man would
have. The wind was cold! Supposed to get a couple of inches of snow
later this week. Weird old man that I am, I will enjoy watching it come
down and blanket the Acres. Wish it was going to be a little more
actually. Love watching a snowfall.
I did clean out a bed or two. The robins supervised. That always gets me motivated to do more. It's invigorating to rediscover
what's hidden under the weeds and dead grass waiting to come up and
bloom. A couple hyacinths are on their way. A new batch of snowdrops
over by the old doghouse this afternoon. Maybe I just missed them
yesterday, but I can't imagine. Took a trek all the way around the pond,
wrestled my way through the thorn bushes under The Old Sentinel. No
sign of the bees yet. Not that I was expecting them yet. Hope they
survived the winter way up there in that topmost branch. No ice on the
pond though--deep and wide with the melt off, but no ice. And the
peepers are here!! Love 'em.
Hauled some branches out to the wild
area. Someday I hope to have a couple of huge brush piles out there to
attract wild things. I should buy a hay bale one of these days and dump
it out there. Hmm. Hadn't that of that dumb idea before. I'm sure my
beloved friends the deer would appreciate it.
Oh, and filled the thistle feeder--much to the delight of the finches.
All in all, not much to report on today. Church. Lunch. Sitting in the
green chair reading, providing a lap for Homesteader and her bird
watching, thinking about how cold it was outside with that wind, and
eventually, actually being man enough to go into the March vortex (hey,
it's all relevant, you know), and doing some manual labor. And the
morning and the afternoon were the second day. And it was good.
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