CPT A brought his sequoias home from the office this past week.
He has two now (from an original batch of eight) that he’s nurtured from seed.
They’re two years old, and it was time for them to be repotted…a nerve-wracking procedure as CPT A has grown rather fond to them.
But, here we are, two days later, and they’re doing just fine – sitting out on the front porch, enjoying a gentle spring rain, in fact. So – huge sigh of relief and high hopes for another year of continued sequoia growth.
Outdoors, the garden is progressing at a fast clip. This is the season where there always seems to be more to do than time available. Over the weekend, CPT A cleared a winter’s worth of leaves out the back pond.
Things are looking much better now, and we’ve even spotted a pair of frogs.
They’re so large, we think they must have holed up for the winter somewhere nearby. The pond fish survived the winter, so now we have a busy little pond community to watch.
The lawn is going to need attention soon, too, but for now, I’m leaving it alone because the violets are out.
And the morning dog walks are getting prettier and prettier with all of the neighborhood shrubs and trees coming to life – among them, spirea…
In critter news, CPT A clipped Kipper, who was getting decidedly matted. CPT A took about a plastic grocery bag’s worth of fur off of of him, and I’m using it to stuff a suet feeder, thinking maybe the birds will like to line their nests with something warm and soft. (I’ve seen this done before with alpaca wool).
If the birds don’t seem interested, though, I’ll swap the fur out for yarn clippings. This neighborhood is going to have some posh nests this year!
And, in chicken news, the girls got their first taste of watermelon when a kind neighbor dropped some leftover rinds by for them.
The chickens love watermelon – they even drink the juice! – so this was a real treat, and much appreciated.
As for crafting, I finally finished the baby blanket I started in February.
This project seemed to take a long time. I worked on it consistently over two months – for at least an hour a day – knitting while Pepper watched her course lectures. Don’t get me wrong, it was very pleasant knitting – soothing, even – it just took a long time. The yarn was very thin and the needles were thin too.
That said, if you don’t mind a longer project and want something simple and elegant for a baby, you might really like this pattern. (You can find it HERE.) I’m sure I’ll make another at some point – I was really pleased with the result.
Now, I’m switching back to crochet, digging (once again) into my leftover stash to put together a giant granny square afghan.
I’m following instructions I found on Katie’s Kitchen Blog, but, really, it’s very simple – just a granny square that gets bigger and bigger until you finally decide that it’s done. My goal is to produce something bed-sized, and I’m betting I can manage it in less time than it took to knit that baby blanket. We’ll see. I’ll keep you posted.
So, that brings you up-to-date. We’re in for a wet week here in Western Massachusetts, but you know what they say about April showers. It’s all good. From the front porch, where I’m gathering in a dose of nice, fresh air (honk if you drive by and see me),
The daffodils are out at Springfield College! The girls and I noticed them (and whole-heartedly approved) when we were on campus last Friday.
Other welcome spring color…
Glory-of-the-Snow. Isn’t that a wonderful name for a plant? These are popping up in unexpected spots in the yard. I love them.
The Flowering Quinces are getting ready to bloom. I mulched them last year with layers of pine needles and grass clippings to give them a good start, and that nice organic matter draws the chickens continually to that area. It looked so tidy in the fall. Now, it’s a mess!
I’m consoled by the fact that the chickens will probably do more to enrich the soil than my mulch would have. But, as far as aesthetics go….Well, I’m having to relax my standards for the backyard. I’ve basically turned it over to the animals. It’s a messy, yet happy, place.
The azaleas are blooming in the side yard. These were put in by a former resident. Hot pink against a red house? Sometimes I wonder. It says “tropical farmhouse” to me. But, they’re pretty, so we leave them in.
We did not, however, leave in the lightning struck tree that was splitting down its trunk. The gap had been widening with each passing storm, and a couple of weeks ago, CPT A heard it creaking ominously. So, Easter weekend it went.
This was a little trickier than the last tree he felled – mainly because two fences, a deck, and a clump of raspberry bushes lay in the tree’s track. Also, it was still alive, so more difficult to saw through…but, CPT A managed it nicely. No damage to any of the above things (though he hates the raspberry bushes, and so wouldn’t have minded “accidentally” taking those out). Now, it’s my turn. I’m in clean-up mode, stacking wood and raking the grass so that it will be ready to mow in the next couple of weeks. The grass seems to be waking up as quickly as everything else.
In crafting news, I finished a hat I started last year with yarn I had leftover from a sweater. I found the abandoned project while spring cleaning the hall closet. The hat was nearly finished, so it felt like a small amount of work for a completed project. Kind of the knitting equivalent of planting bulbs. Maybe I should do it more often?
Meanwhile, Ginger has discovered “God’s Eyes” – those yarn and stick creations that almost everyone makes at some point in their adolescence. She learned how to make them at church. Now, she’s making them non-stop.
She makes tiny ones (using toothpicks).
And enormous ones (using dowels).
They’re all over her room. And, when she ran out of places to display them, she started hanging them outside. Here’s one she made for our front porch – I love the bells.
When she hasn’t been playing with yarn, she’s been messing around with the Prisma App. Here are some photos she took while we were at the local high school. I swore there was nothing to photograph, but Ginger proved me wrong. (I’m going to include both the “before” and “after” photos here because there’s such a surprising difference in the two images.)
Who’d have thought rocks could be so photogenic?
And, finally, this year’s Easter Egg hunt – themed as always, thanks to CPT A’s creative mind.
The girls are really into Marvel this year (last year, it was Lord of the Rings), so they were thrilled. Each of the eggs CPT A hid contained a little superhero bobble-head.
I’m not sure how many more years the girls will want to continue this tradition, but for now, it seems, they have no interest in giving it up. (And, do you blame them? When they move out, I’m going to make CPT A set up a hunts for me…maybe with jewelry?)
From the dining room table, with the kids still asleep (it’s school break week here) and the house pleasantly quiet,
Wouldn’t you know it – I finished my new wool fair isle hat (thinking all the while how nice it would be for dog walking), and the very next day, the temperatures soar to 87 degrees.
Typical New England.
I won’t complain, though. It was wonderful today to open the windows, grab something other than a sweater to wear, and put on flip flops. (Oh, flip flops, how I’ve missed you!)
The only strange thing was the trees – they still don’t have leaves. And, when the temperatures reach the eighties, you expect some shade. You expect some green.
But, I won’t complain.
Ginger took Opal outside for a bit.
Opal was quite pleased to get back onto the grass.
And, I took the opportunity to plant the pansies I bought over the weekend.
They are among my favorite plowers, pansies. So colorful; so cheerful. Like little jewels.
Elsewhere in the yard, things are finally waking up. Here you see the emerging bleeding heart plant…
And, a blurry shot of the neighborhood forsythia bushes – taken while on a walk with Manny. (It’s hard to get well-focused photos when you’re walking a dog.)
It’s so good to see the plants again. And, it’s lovely to feel warm! I am awash with happiness this evening.
From the dining room table, hoping you are feeling equally cheerful,
The turkeys are back.
We heard them before they saw them this past week. They were gobbling through the woods just behind our house. Moments later, they appeared in the neighbor’s backyard.
Ginger took Mabel over to the fence so she could see them.
Mabel thought they were very large for birds.
(We haven’t told Mabel about ostriches yet.)
In other chicken news (and, it seems to have been a particularly eventful week for our birds), the snow finally melted and the chickens were able to “graze” near the fallen tree. I imagine, it’s like a bug smorgasbord there right now.
And, Ginger introduced them to bubbles.
The chickens did not like bubbles. They ran away.
There was even plenty of sun and dust for them to take a much-appreciated (from the sounds and look of it) dust bath.
I can’t get over how funny chickens look when they dust bathe. And, when the four of them try and scrunch into the same dust hole, writhing and contorting and tossing dirt up on the air, well, as Ginger says, “it’s better than TV.”
Elsewhere in the yard, the giant alliums are popping up.
Honestly, I’d forgotten I’d planted these. But, now, I’m so glad I did. I just hope the chickens will leave them alone.
So far, so good.
The above photos make our weather look pretty good, but we did get plenty of snow/sleet/freezing rain over the weekend.
The pansies at the garden center weren’t in the least bit phased by the weather, though.
They are among my favorite flowers. So brave!
And, finally, a couple of photos I took while on a walk in Forest Park on Sunday. In true New England style, the weather did an about face and we had sun and warmth for much of the day.
A vey welcome change!
From the dining room table, hoping you’ve had plenty of pleasant weather lately as well,
More snow. More chickens.
Well, technically not a lot more snow, but it did snow here this week,(very briefly) and the stuff that was already on the ground looks to be in no hurry to leave.
We did have some nice, sunny days, though, which prompted more sessions in a lawn chair against the barn, soaking up whatever rays I could. I also let the chickens out.
One of the chickens (Everest – our Lavender Orpington) behaves more like a cat than a bird. After pacing back and forth for a few minutes at my feet, she finally worked up the nerve to jump into my lap.
It made knitting a little difficult.
(By the way, she’s the chicken that Ginger takes sledding. Quite a character!)
We finally lit a fire in our fireplace this year. This was the first winter we haven’t had a ready supply of free wood on hand, and it pained me to spend money on the stuff after years of getting it for nothing (ridiculous I know) – so, we just didn’t have fires. But, after that tree came down a few weeks ago, our supply was replenished, and we’ve been squeezing in some fireside reading these past few blustery nights.
Manny, who is a connoisseur of comfort, was so glad we finally came to our senses.
Whenever a fire is lit, he’s right there, absorbing as much heat as he can.
He’s kind of a character too.
We are seeing some signs of Spring, despite the snow. This emerging daffodil was putting on a brave face on outside the church Sunday morning.
Until the daffodils appear in earnest, I’ve been buying them by the bunch at the grocery store. Anything for a bit of Spring.
And, finally, my most recent crafting –
I’ve been working on a fair isle slouch hat that probably won’t be terribly “slouchy” because I’m using a thinner yarn than the pattern calls for. But I think it will work. Anyway, it’s colorful and enjoyable to work on, and it keeps me from thinking too hard about the snow. All good reasons to keep going.
And, you keep going too! If, like us, your winter is lingering and you’re finding it rather depressing, take heart! Spring is just around the corner. (At least that’s what I keep telling myself!)
From the dining room table, getting ready to order an Easter dress for Ginger,