Spring really is in the air, isn’t it? To me, the first sign of spring is a few little birds singing. Aren’t birds amazing? How do they last the winter? Some of them never leave, I know it. And I never hear them complaining about how cold it is, or how there is not enough sunlight. They just get on as good as they can. And at the first warm rays they’re so happy they start to sing. Oh, if I could only learn something from the birds.
So I went out of town for a few days to a quilting workshop. I was really looking forward to it because the workshop is held in that wonderful nursery that I told you about last fall. It is just a beautiful place. And I fell under its spell again. And because I finally (after only 27 years of living here) have hired someone to help me with the yard work, I got very enthusiastic. And I bought THREE TREES!!! I do love a pretty tree.
I bought something called Henry Lauder’s Walking Stick. I guess this is a shrub, not a tree. The structure just fascinated me. I couldn’t resist.
And then I saw the blossoming cherry trees. Where I worked, there were two very old and beautiful cherry trees with the biggest fluffiest blossoms I had ever seen. I loved taking a walk in the spring and just standing under those trees. I so hope that this is the same variety (its called Kwanzan Cherry). And even though, in my lifetime, it probably won’t grow to be as big and spectacular as those other trees were, it will be so fun to have one of my own. There is something so hopeful about a tree.
And then, I was just about to escape, and I saw this GLORIOUS tree right by the check out counter. The shape of it is so beautiful and graceful. And it is covered with those fascinating little soft pussy willows.
(look at the tree, people, not at my cabin!)
I have some thoughts about travel and dieting and food, so if you’re looking for that type of chatter, come back in the next day or so, and we’ll have a conversation about that!