Joy
So, I'm trying not to get TOO EXCITED but, well, I can't help it.
Look what we built this weekend (and I say we in the sense of I brought cold beverages in my manner of being extremely lame and Coop did all of the building part. After he'd already been on a sixty mile bike ride. Because, that, my friends, is just how my husband rolls. (In the manner of not being lame at all.))
Here's a little montage of how we built them and how helpful our pets were in the process.
(For those of you who get the blog via e-mail, there is a YouTube video here. If you click on the blog title, it will take you to the website and you can watch it. Because I know how you wouldn't want to miss one second of my scintillating photography.)
Saturday was 70 degrees and spectacular. It was a Spring Tease (not the first we've had) since it's now rainy and in the 40's.
But that's the essence of new garden boxes, filled with perfect soil and limitless potential. They mean that I believe that Spring really IS COMING. I believe that we'll soon be chasing fireflies and blowing bubbles and looking the other way when our kids run outside barefoot. I will eat tomato sandwiches again with tomato plants that haven't yet sprung from seeds. I believe, see?
One of the things I love the most about my husband is how indulgent he is of my need to build these monuments to that faith. (And by "my need to build," I mean bring cold beverages while HE builds them.) I'm such a lucky, lucky woman.
Look what we built this weekend (and I say we in the sense of I brought cold beverages in my manner of being extremely lame and Coop did all of the building part. After he'd already been on a sixty mile bike ride. Because, that, my friends, is just how my husband rolls. (In the manner of not being lame at all.))
Here's a little montage of how we built them and how helpful our pets were in the process.
(For those of you who get the blog via e-mail, there is a YouTube video here. If you click on the blog title, it will take you to the website and you can watch it. Because I know how you wouldn't want to miss one second of my scintillating photography.)
Saturday was 70 degrees and spectacular. It was a Spring Tease (not the first we've had) since it's now rainy and in the 40's.
But that's the essence of new garden boxes, filled with perfect soil and limitless potential. They mean that I believe that Spring really IS COMING. I believe that we'll soon be chasing fireflies and blowing bubbles and looking the other way when our kids run outside barefoot. I will eat tomato sandwiches again with tomato plants that haven't yet sprung from seeds. I believe, see?
One of the things I love the most about my husband is how indulgent he is of my need to build these monuments to that faith. (And by "my need to build," I mean bring cold beverages while HE builds them.) I'm such a lucky, lucky woman.
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Funny how these North Eastern winters make you really appreciate the sunshine like never before!
I love our short winters in Austin and our early springs, but I do somewhat miss the rhythm of four distinct seasons and the thrill you described of seeing something start to grow again after so much dormancy.
And then, of course, I woke up to grey clouds, temps in the 40s, and it's supposed to rain for three days. Uh, pansies? Soak up those streams of rain and shine on me, you sunny beings! I'm counting on you!
The parking lot snow is finally gone, the grass is greening, and I got peas, lettuce, spinach and carrots in my shiny new garden, too, last weekend!