This past weekend, the weather turned warm and lovely here. I know it will turn cold again before the searing heat of summer comes to stay but for a few days, I’m basking in the spring-like weather. I am so NOT a fall/winter person, I am much more of a spring/summer person.
When the weather turns lovely, I am drawn to my yard and I pick over it, inch by inch, pruning, clearing, straightening. I have not always been a yard work person but I find in the last few years, I have come to enjoy this work. It calms me and gives me a chance to think, sort things out.
After doing a bit of work, I felt glad and grateful for the day. Yard work does that to me. So, I texted my “yard work sister”, the one that has enjoyed yard work even longer than I have. (I have a “yard work mom”, too but, alas, she does not text.)
The conversation with my sister went like this:
Me: I see a lot of spring around this yard= Hope. Filling the bird feeder.
And ya know? She was doing yard work, too! Her answer:
Sister: Mowed both lawns. Got some dirt from h.depot 2 fill holes. Birds r talkin here.
Me: Here too- thought I heard them say “Fill the bird feeder.”
Sister: Ever wonder where they r when it rains?
Me: And then on a random day, I fill the feeder and they r right there. Our trees r still bare- where r they watching me from?
Sister: Secret bird clubs
Even after a day, this still makes me laugh out loud.
Spring- thank goodness it’s just around the corner. At least that’s what the birds say.
And I believe them.