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| branches of the maple tree outside the kitchen window |
We've been having June and July weather before the first day of Spring. It's fascinating to watch Spring things happen in a day instead of over the course of a few days or more. The other day, if a person stood outside long enough, I think one could actually watch the grass turn green. The crocuses were up one day, and two days later many were wilted from the warm weather.
On my lunch break yesterday, I pulled up the dead grass spots in the area where the dogs go outside. I resisted the temptation to plant grass seed.....mostly because I haven't drug the hoses out of the shed yet and didn't want to lug a watering can from the kitchen sink to the yard. Who gets the garden hoses out in Michigan in mid-March? If the current weather pattern holds, the answer to that question might be me.
The forsythia bush on the vacant lot behind our yard seems to be progressing through its stage of bloom as if being played on fast forward. The usually fur-clad buds on the magnolia tree are already revealing the tips of blossoms. "Be careful! It's too early," I hollered to the magnolia tree on the other side of the yard. It hasn't listened. The tree continues on a fast forward path on a sunny, 80-degree day in a time of year that is usually gray and slushy. While I'm enjoying the views through open screen doors and warm breezes blowing the white curtain sheers, I'm quite curious to see what the rest of springtime will be like. Yes, quite curious.










