All the “rites of Spring” are slowly getting checked off the list:
- purse cleaned out and switched to fanny-pack style;
- we’ve had the first bbq of the season;
- I’ve been going around in bare feet quite a bit;
- it’s almost time to use the summer housecoat (have used it once already);
- the spring run-program is more than half done;
- the furnace has been off quite a bit, and the back door left open;
- winter matt taken out, cleaned, put away for winter; front floors thoroughly washed;
- windows washed, inside & out, upstairs & down;
- annual plants bought, being put int the ground today hopefully;
- trailer hauled out of storage, being used this long weekend;
- already had a few days sitting outside on the deck;
- picked some lilacs (from public property);
- from my View at the Window here, watching the Maidenhair Fern open up, and my Elephant plant flourishing; Lily of the Valley is also budding up… noticing right now that I’ll have to pull several weeds today;
- back yard has already had one mowing, and some weeds have already been pulled.
What’s not to love about this time of year?! Add to that–looking forward to a visit with family this weekend, and watching Pappy in another triathlon!
Speaking of trees… (hold out for the second verse, now…)
Ever greentopped with an earth-bound angel burdened with man-made stars tinsel bound but touched with no true gold cropped girdled with electricity why be a temporary tree glass-fruited dry de-rooted? when you may be planted with purpose in a flowered field and where living in clean light strong air crowned with the repeated gold of every evening, every night real stars may nest in your elbow rest be found in your shade healing in your perennial green and from deep springs your roots may suck enough to swell your nine sweet fruits
My question is, what does she mean by “nine” sweet fruits?? Is that perhaps, nine months of productivity, subtracting the months of winter? Oh well, neat poem anyway!
EDIT: Just figured out the “nine fruits”–see Galatians 5:22-23, lol!