On the greener side of things

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Update from the Farm: 

A slow Spring equals long days in the fields, but the plantings are finally in and starting to show signs of life (unlike my internet connection!)

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Big sky days

Days when the sky never ends and the clouds dance with joy in the warm sun.

greens are greener. blues are bluer.

work doesn’t seem so hard.

birds are louder.

smiles are friendlier.

I love big sky days.

 

The attempts of Spring

It is desperately trying to be Spring in the North Country. It really is. The calendar admits to it being Spring.

The grass certainly hasdecided that it is growing season, and, finally, the bergs have melted back from whence they came

and the shores are frosty no more.

For those of you keeping score, the final total was 198 inches of snow

and our last frost warning was 5 days ago.

Here is the part that has me kerfluffeled:  It is the end of May.  ONE daffodil forced its way to bloom 3 days ago.

The June bugs are terrorizing the window screens at night.  The maple leaves came out yesterday.

There were no “showers” in April, and 5 in the last week.

No flys.  No wasps. The only thing comfortable poking its head out of the garden is the lettuce.

The Barn Swallows have returned, as have the Ospreys. but the goldfinches are still brown. ish.

There are no wildflowers.  The summer people have arrived.

It is as though parts of bits that happen over the course of three months are happening all in one month,

and yet the things that should be happening. aren’t. at all.

Mother nature seems to have had a very brutal, very tiring winter and she just not quite up to speed yet.

I wonder if she drinks coffee?