Spring things

Here's a poem that I enjoy that was written by my grandmother (even though we are well into April, not at the beginning).

April Prelude

by Jessie Goddard Broman

The air is full of April

And the days rejoice together;

The petaled trees are blowing

In the bluebird weather.

Willow-green and lilac

Tinge the misty rain -

April - April - April -

Chant the happy strain!

My little gardener planting seeds

Ta Dah! She did almost all of it by herself.

Ask the husband to do ONE thing (fix the support posts under the bed) and he takes advantage of the opportunity...or maybe he is just testing out his handiwork.

Heeeeeere birdy birdy! The resident mallard has taken to sitting on the roof, safe from Peaches. The branches are from a windy day last week.

Happy Earth Week!