We had a wonderful spring weekend here in lower Michigan, the kind that keeps us Michiganders here when the snow flies and the sun bakes, because when the weather is good, it is absolutely beautiful.
But it’s got me waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak. It’s not over yet, even if the crocus are up and blooming. We could still have snow. In fact, I distinctly remember having snow on April first once. It wasn’t a very good joke, and I didn’t laugh.
Still, I didn’t let the weekend slip by without getting into the yard for a little, tiny tidy at my most walk-visible flower beds, and the miniature front garden and the back wildflower ten by five garden have been de-leafed and lightly raked. Went around the perimeter and raked the mulch back into the beds as well. And then sat on the walkway and threw balls for my dogs until they were tired.
Ahhhhh. . . .