Carrots and Clotheslines

Within the span of the last week we have:

• dug the last basket of carrots from the 2018 crop and 
• hung the first load of laundry on the line for 2019.  

After our exuberantly wintery winter, spring has come at last.  Sigh.  Contented sigh.  What a stupendous, magical time of year!

Other pleasing springtide observations:

• The Flickers are ki-ki-ki-ki-ing from the treetops.  
• I require a coat for the morning ride, but by the time I pedal home for the day it can be increasingly found stuffed into the one of my saddlebags.  
• Seeds are sprouting in the greenhouse beds and garlic pushing up in the main garden.
• We've opened the windows several times, airing the house after a cooped up winter.  It is so refreshing and clean.
• It is often colder in the basement than outside again.
• Ginger is starting to demand access to the backyard now that it is largely free of snow.
• The greenhouse is a fantastic early season clubhouse.  I spent much of Saturday in there reading and basking in the 85 degrees.  
• The fruit trees are starting to bud out.
• As I write this--approaching 7:30pm, the increasing daylight linger yet.

I do so love Spring.  I'll have to meditate on that, actually, because I don't take to change well...and that is what Spring is all about.  That is her specialty.  I should remember that.