Despite the appearance of
blossom and signs of new growth, things haven’t really warmed up that much down
here in Tassie. I’m still in the woolly jumper and long socks, but the
temperature has risen just enough to mark one aspect of the arrival of Spring I
dislike. For the second night in a row there is no fire burning, and in one
fell swoop the lounge room is bereft of its usual cheeriness. No doubt there
will be a few more chilly evenings yet when I can stoke it up again, I can live
in hope, but at this point I have to be content with my ‘blankie’ if it cools
off too much.
So with one job dispensed
with, namely stacking, chopping and fetching the firewood, another takes its
place. Mowing…..mowing….and even more mowing. My yard has had its first haircut
for the season, but due to the extraordinary amount of rain we had this winter it’s
more than likely the grass will grow at such a rate of knots once some real
warmth gets into the soil, we’ll all become slaves to the lawnmower trying to
keep it under control.
Oh yeah, then there’s the
weeds popping up everywhere, don’t get me started on that subject.
Roll on Autumn is all I can
say.
Springtime growth
blossom and weeds go
hand in hand
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