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Musings on anything. |
Spring has sprung. I have to make daily trips to the side of my house, by the AC unit, to look at my Easter lilies coming up through the ground. You put one plant in the ground, next year, you have several. In nature, they bloom in June, not at Easter. The deer will eat them when blooming, but they leave the leaves alone. Hostas and tulips they eat to the ground. I watch the irises coming up like watching water boil. I dread the ants that will come with the fragrant peonies. I also dread the honeybees that infested my windows last year and mosquitoes which try to make me miserable and run me back into the house. For now, it's just the pollen to dread. Then there's the creeping charley that has taken over my lawn, creeps under the landscape timbers and tries to root in the flower beds. This year, I have a rose bush that leapt up this winter and threaded itself through the roof of a birdhouse. The birdhouse needs some repair but I hate to cut the rose bush. It's unique. I am limited in what I can attempt until I get a release from my cardiologist. But I'm anxious to get to my yard work and reorganizing my laundry room. Soon, I hope. |