Just thought I'd warn you so that you would not think I was going to post about Jamie the Woodchuck or his partners in crime here at the Casa. (see new dog post)
This will have to serve as my spring ahead reminder.
I have recently been going out to the backyard many times a day with the dogs and have discovered that while I was wrestling with things inside the house, Mother Nature was going about her business and making things spring like with my shrubs and plants. The violets are fighting a good fight on the north side of the house. Tiny flower heads are making their way up through the fall debris. The Chinese Magnolia/Tulip Tree has already bloomed out completely. The false Quince is in full bloom and the Bearded Iris are showing their spikes like they know it is time to bloom and wow me with their colors.
But there is a lot of work to be done this year. In the front yard the Ponderosa Pine has left yardbags full of pine needles. The yucca and sage need to be cut back. The poor no name tree I bought 5 years ago did not make it through this drought and needs to be removed. Seagrass and Mexican lace grass all need to be topped. The lilac, pomegranate, persian lilac and rose of sharon have all been neglected and are out of control. The spirea looks like it has never been pruned. I know I will be cutting away some of their flowers but for the sake of the plant we need to prune.
This leads me to my thoughts on how we will spend some of the weekend hopefully if the weather holds out. We should be good to go on Sunday. We had been teased with a forecast of rain today but....no such luck. We will be out chopping, raking, pruning and sneezing. The Juniper and Elm pollen is out of sight here in the land of no moisture and we are all suffering from really bad allergies. Be that as it may, we have to take some allergy meds, then get out and get this work done before leaves appear on said bushes and we can't see what is sucker growth and what is to stay.
The grands won't be thrilled. Funny how the older they get, the more resistant they are to work that is billed as fun. They aren't really keen on the old bait and switch anymore. There will be no grandday this week. But perhaps they will have a good adventure in the yard. I hope so. I think that a certain crazy, sweet, white dog might just be the ticket to getting them to join the Olde Folkes.
I remember when I was a kid that yard work was such a wonder filled time and I always looked forward to helping. I know that it was requirement not an option. I always found something magickal in the garden and could hardly wait to do more. I know that even back then Gaia was calling to me through her plants, birds, animals and seasons. A fallen bird's nest from the year before, a rock shaped like "something", branches to make a fairy house, windfall from a nut tree or dried fruit pits were all special when found on the first day of yard work. So perhaps we will have our "presents" from the earth to share with you next week. I've already spotted some windfall and half buried treasures that I am sure that I can make good use of in this year's faery garden spruce up.
Well, I'm off to the store to purchase yardbags and some new pruners and lopers.
Hope you've had a wonder filled first half of this spring ahead weekend. Promise I'll post pictures on Monday of flowers and possible adventure finds.
Smooches and Squoozes, Oma Linda