This photo popped up today, early spring, Keil Bay at the top November Hill. Life was good.
He’s still with us!
You know it’s spring when I am out clearing winter foliage from the beds and have itchy arms because I have a very bad habit of not wearing gloves or even shirts with sleeves.
I’m putting myself on notice this year that I cannot go near the beds without one or both.
The redbuds are late this year and as one of the most visible signs for me that spring has come are its tiny fuchsia flowers. I hope to see them soon.
As always there are many spring chores to do. I’m continuing my practice of doing a little of a number of things each day, making the process more tolerable and steady.
It still looks a lot like winter outside but the temps have warmed up again and seeing the first bed cleared and now ready for weeding is such a spring thing I feel the mixed messaging. It should look more like spring!
My days are full and good. We all need that right now - things to do that sustain us. Once again, November Hill provides what I need.
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