Whew! That flu or whatever it was that hit me had me down for nearly a week. Nasty. I’ve never had that kind of flu before!
As many of you know living up here north of 55, spring comes much later than it does for most of you. This past weekend, a few things finally began to emerge. Spring is finally springing to life! My favourite spring emergence: the tightly curled leaves of the rhubarb. They begin about the size of a quarter, so tightly curled and wavy like miniature wax canyons and in no time flat they’ll be the giants in my garden. The lilac buds are filling up and I can see somebody coming to life in there. Grass is beginning to peek through last year’s thatch. My 9 pairs of tree swallows have returned and are already beginning to gather up grasses and old feathers to build their nests. Catkins on a few of the poplars are beginning to emerge and so are the pussywillows. Each of these photos were taken today north of 55.
I still have a lot of work to do to prepare for the re-launch of my photography website. You’ll be the first to get the news. My hope is that I’ll have it ready for Friday but two elements have had an impact on that goal: my illness plus all the problems I have encountered with the building process. Just like the hardy plants that forge through the earth at this time of year, I too am forging ahead soon to unfurl. Love that word: unfurl. 🙂
Don’t you love the smell of clothes dried on the line? Oh man, that has to be one of life’s sweet ordinary delights for sure!