It seems the past couple of months or so has landed more liquid sunshine on us than the rest of the spring months put together.
And here’s my secret, it never fails to thrill me. In fact I was feeling quite down this morning until I looked out the window and spied the rain. I know I’m a bit wacky. But I LOVE RAIN!Because when it rains I immediately think of…
Singing and dancing in the rain. My neighbors are blessed that I keep the singing to a whisper but the dancing I go all out on. If you’d a chance to spy me it’s more like those dancing tutu’d hippos in Disney’s Fantasia. But delightfully fun none the less.
I think I get it from my Mom. She loved a good rain, still does. Back on the dry wheat farm I grew up on, rain meant the lovely smell of wet sagebrush, clean air, food and crops having a chance.
So Today, Hope joined me as we basked in liquid sunshine galore. Skating in the Rain – our new favorite.
I know she should be wearing her helmet so don’t send me hate mail. I was holding her hand most of the time except to snap a picture. The helmet is buried undo the To-Do list that is my front porch.
Puddle jumping’s fun too. In between our bouts of showers my lovely ‘secret garden’ (secret because someday, maybe years from now it will be glorious and beautiful, until then it’s still a secret) of a yard has been screaming for attention. I grow weeds better than anything else in my neighborhood.
Every now and then I get around to pulling a few too.
Want proof of my marvelous ‘weed thumb’. Well here is my garden area this last March.
And here it is today. The weeds are trying to hide the tipped over trellis and garden boxes, and I must say they are doing a splendid job.
‘What???"’ FawnDear didn’t plant a garden this year???
Nope. It about killed me to make the decision to take a year off from it too. We love fresh tomatoes and zucchini more than anything. But that nasty unbloggable has hogged up all my spare time so the garden will have to wait until next year. I am intending to whack down the weeds (hopefully before they seed)and cover it up so I’m not setting myself up for a huge weed fight next year. Well have to wait and see.
So the weeding never ends, which is another reason I like the rain, it’s an excuse not to weed for a day or so. Yeah Rain!