It’s That Time of Year

It has been beautiful here in the Carolinas this weekend. Last week we had temperatures in the 80’s, but this weekend was a little cooler with the strong winds blowing through.

I got a text from my husband Friday. “I’m going to be outside cutting grass if you need me”. 

Now that he has started, he will have to continue cutting the lawn every week. The weeds were gettng tall and the onion garden could feed ten thousand people. “It’s that time of year again”. 

We are finally able to get our afternoon walks in. While walking trough the neighborhood, nothing screems spring like the cherry trees blooming and daffodils laughing. Then that smell! Those stinky Bradford Pear trees.  “It’s that time of year again”. 

Thank goodness we had some rain last week. I hope it keeps the pollen levels down as we enter into Spring. The pollen puddles looked like abstract paintings with swirls of green as the fallen pollen is washed away. “It’s that time of year again”.

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I’m wide awake at 7:00 in the morning. The sun is beaming through the windows, and the birds are singing a melody. “It’s that time of year again” and I love it.

I plan to go to the garden store next weekend and purchase a few plants to grow. I want to grow another egg plant and maybe some cucumbers or squash. I have a plan to do another patio garden using planters. I can’t hardly wait to get the patio cleaned and set up for the warmer months. 

I just love the warmer weather and longer days. 

And by the way, The beach just called and said, “It’s that time of year again”!

Happy Sunday.