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Japanese Iris just starting to bloom, 2012 |
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front flower bed, 2012 |
I have already had to mow the yard several times and that started on my birthday on March 19th. Never have I mowed the yard in March. Records were set this year for temperatures above eighty degrees and the number of days in a row it has been that warm for the month of March.
The redbud trees have already bloomed and the tulip trees were stunning this year. Forsythia have also bloomed their sunshine yellow flowers and the yellows are now fading away, the red and purple phase of the garden in taking over, with wild violets as well as tulips, lilacs and iris are blooming.
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bluebird box..... |
I also love when the cleaning fairy comes and starts my spring house cleaning. She climbs the step stool and cleans shelves above the windows, gets the nooks and crannies free of winter dust bunnies and whatever else lurks in those places. She was just here and the house sparkled. Everything dusted and swept and cleaned.
So when I took a moment to sit in the back room that looks out to the barn, past the blooming flowers and the fresh mowed yard, I was content to just relax with a little coffee. It was then that I notice a white spot of something on the table where the TV sits. I was a little far away to determine what it was, but it looked like a paper had be laid down on a wet spot and when picked up, some of the white page was left behind. I stopped worrying about it and made a mental note to check it out. Of course I forgot and went on with my day.
The next day, sitting in the same chair, still basking in how nice everything looked inside and outside and sipping my coffee, I again noticed the white stuff on the table. This time I dragged myself from my comfy chair and forced my still new knees to get me up, yet again, and went to seriously look at the white stuff on the table.
I was rather shocked to discover it was bird poop. No doubt about it, a white splat of bird poop was on the table that was just cleaned a few days ago by the cleaning fairy. I conclude that a bird came calling through my open door into the house. He obviously found his way out of the maze and went back outside, but not before bringing me back to reality and noting why other people must use screens on their doors and windows.
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