Border collie yawning that gap-jawed, noisy, whiny thing they do when they are all excited and eager and justcan'twait to go out doors. Hips swinging with pendulum of tail, ears drawn back in glee.
Border collie gleaming black-and-white against glowing electric greengreengreen grass. Border collie blowing a song sparrow off a swaying leftover dead weed stalk and up into the apple tree among the baby buds. It flies back down, he flies back through and sends it skying up again.
Breakfast Breakfast Breakfast time for doggies.
Grass jumping up tangle-foot tall, almost ready for cows to graze...today maybe? (Please let it be today...)
Dawn chorus. Last week a thin selection of early robins. Today almost a din. The little alarm clock bird is trilling its low key murmur.....softly...softly....day break whistle. (someday I will give it a true name...all I know is that it sounds exactly like Liz's alarm clock and fools me into morning every day)
White-throated sparrows conjuring up old Sam Peabody from every rose tangle and honeysuckle clump. Song sparrows seeking over the freshly turned earth of the gardens. Freshly turned garden...ain't THAT a fine thing!
Liz's boyfriend, who is pretty darned high on my list right now, brought down his grandpa's big ol' Troy Built yesterday, and spent all the middle of the day turning my bony weed patches into delightful swatches of smooth, crumbling, rich and ready to plant, dark black earth..... just begging for seeds. It is still too cold for tender hearted stuff, but radishes, peas and their ilk will be planted apace.
Yesterday the boss fixed the broken water pipe over #171 (who got an early vacation in the pasture, which she celebrated with much kicking up of heels and skirmishing with the handful of others who are out already) and the broken stable cleaner shaft, and brought home corn meal and soy meal and barn calcite to keep the barn floor from being slippery (in the house everyone spreads sand from their shoes, whether I like it or not...the floor is rarely clean, but it is never slippery).
Today the decks are clear. I should write, but I want to go out...fences, gardens, dirt or woodstove. I don't care what the job is....
If it is out...then I am in!
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The Rains Came — Tuesday, November 5, 2024
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Enjoy!
Boy, oh, boy sounds like your day is out to a pretty good start! You enjoy, with Matt working on Saturdays the last few weeks it has been hard getting things done around here especially with even thinking of gardening, just got out the seeds yesterday to see what has to be bought for this season.
Spring is full of wonderful things, even if it means loads of work... it just doesn't seem to matter as much...
I love your days!
Anyone with a Troybilt tiller is high on my list.
Great joyous spring post by the way.
Forgot to add that before I clicked!
Kicking up your heels also!!!
Linda
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When Liz's man is done there send him on over here will you?
Tell Liz to hold on to that boy!
It was a great and glorious day to be out and about. I hope you found (or made) some outdoor work to do.
Jeffro, despite a lot to get done, I really did, thanks
lisa, had a great day...got so much done. I feel bad for you having to do everything practically by yourself. Maybe Alan will get up this weekend and give you guys a hand for a while
Sara, you betcha! I jumped out of bed, knowing that as soon as I get chores and my column done I can plant, plant, plant...yay!
Dani, thanks, me too most of the time. lol
FC, what an absolutely AMAZING machine! JD promised that it would chew up last year's sunflower stalks, ten feet tall, big as my wrist and woody as....well...wood. I thought he was crazy and was afraid it would break. Hah, it clawed right through them like they were potato chips and left about that much residue...and thanks for your kind words.
Linda, thanks, I sure felt like it...sun shining, grass blowing in the breeze, guinea hens fluffing their skirts as they ran on the lawn...
Linda, if he were closer I'll be he would go..he is a real nice guy
Joated, believe me, I have. lol. It was glorious and I did, as much as I could outdoors.
TC.
Just read it aloud to hubby.
We're swinging like a collie's tail, too :0)
Lovely, lovely.
Cathy, thank you both....hope things are going well for you. Take care.
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