First Signs

I think it might actually happen. I think we might get spring after all! I had my first robin sighting Sunday morning and the spring bulbs are popping up like crazy. It's still early, so no complaints, especially about the weather this weekend—it was lovely. I didn't get to enjoy much of it, but was able to spend a few hours outdoors yesterday evening.

Because we're on the far edge of the Eastern Time Zone, our evenings are decidedly longer, thanks to Daylight Saving Time. As such, Dwight and I took advantage and worked into the evening. It was 7:45 pm and we still had daylight. It was waning considerably by then, but still light enough.

See that big pile of leaves behind and off to the right? That's what Dwight was doing all afternoon. Whew!

Dwight worked for hours in the yard yesterday afternoon and evening and you could tell. The entire front yard was cleaned up, including all up around the house in the various landscape and flower beds, as well as a decent portion of the sides and back. Needless to say, he's feeling that work today. Raking wreaks havoc on the back, let me tell you. We took a nice soak in the hot tub after putting away the rakes and tarp.


I'm very much looking forward to all of the flowers these little sprouts will bear.