Cheerily cheer-up cheerio, Part 1

First day of May, beautiful warm day at the old homestead, first mow of the season. I've always used a manual lawnmower and it is very pleasant to hear the whirr of the cutters striking the blades of grass. And although it is a lot more work than using a power mower, especially when the grass is long, as my sore body can attest this afternoon, I find it more satisfying. For weeks now, we've been preparing for our yard and garden by growing little seedlings, lovingly cared for inside (well, really my wife is doing all of the work, so perhaps I really should say, 'she'). Now, and over the next few weeks, slowly those little flowers will make their way to the cutting garden and those proto-vegetables and fruits to the garden beds, eventually to find heaven in our stomachs. 

Another sign of spring at the Phillips home, a little American Robin found its way to make a nest on the gate and fence I built last summer. While this is actually a very inconvenient spot for us (ah, I did build the gate so we could actually go in and out of the yard), we're happy our bird friends can call our place home too (a few years ago one bird took that saying a little too literally for my tastes, finding a home in our attic and under the siding, but that's another story). Maybe our little Vogel is trying to tell us something good about the upcoming summer months. Hmmm...

POSTED BY NUMINOUS AT 6:28 PM 

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