Spring Has Sprung For Now, and I Have Photos To Prove It

I experienced something very odd the other day: I tried to get the lawn mower started, and I did. First time. It took all of twenty minutes to fill the gas and oil, check the filter, connect the spark plug, and fire it up. And by fire it up, I do NOT mean it caught on fire.

This has never happened to me before.

I had the whole day blocked off to work on the mower, go get parts, call for help, and throw things. What the heck was I supposed to do with the rest of the day? And then I realized, oh, yeah: I could mow the lawn.

The latest bout of upper respiratory ick and my lack of exercise over the winter kicked my butt, and it took me two days to pick up a winter’s worth of sticks and dog poop and finish mowing. But that’s okay, because it meant I was outside without a winter coat and gloves (although I did wear a hoodie and jeans). Granted that this particular April has been awful, but spring still sprung, and that beats winter all over.

The lilacs, despite my best efforts for the last thirty years, survive. I love the scent of the blossoms, right up there with the smell of fresh-mowed grass. Sadly, I have to smell the mowing of others: When I mow my own, my allergies kick in and I stop smelling after a short time.

But how long the lilacs will last I don’t know, because I couldn’t bring myself to cut down the trees that have grown up within the lilacs. This one, I think, is a cherry tree. I think.

This one, among the other stand of lilacs, is a type of apple tree. I think. I’ll keep you updated, unless they come alive and kill us in our sleep. Who knows?

There are also these little purple guys, who live in the grass alongside wild strawberries, dandelions, and other various “weeds”. If it gives the bees something to keep them alive, I’m okay with that. I’m not fond of bees, but I am fond of what they produce.

If you look carefully, you can see some dandelions here, in the front yard. Oh, and the dog. He came out to watch me mow, but I really don’t think he was impressed.