So much to do. So many choices. So little time.
Well, that’s how it feels now and then. The house is built. The outside gardens are still a vision. This is the time for the genie to appear.
The man of the house spent a good part of the week planting a massive variety of trees, shrubs and flowers. It’s such a crap shoot. Everything he planted is native to the area, so that is a bonus.
Plants are beginning to wake up. Bulbs are pushing through the earth. Buds on trees are bulging. Grasses are greening up. Frogs and eagles are singing the songs of spring.
We have had some great rainfall. This morning, I walked out to the “stream” and it was gurgling. I have always wanted to live where I had a stream, the ocean, a pond or some sort of water nearby. Well, I can check off several of those items.