Spring Has Sprung

The snow finally melted! 

Time is flying, as always, and now that Spring appears to be officially here, I've jumped into the work that needs doing Right Now with my usual scatterbrained efficiency.  Once again, my perennial case of GADS (Gardener's Attention Deficit Syndrome for short)  is also back.  I find myself going to the barn for potting soil only to notice the chickens need a refill on their water jug which leads me to the outdoor faucet where I see a few quack grass shoots emerging which leads me back to the barn to get a trowel.   Then an hour goes by while I try to ferret the quack roots out from the ornamental grasses before I remember my original chore was to finish planting the seeds in the greenhouse.  Duh, but first I'll take the Girls their water and then on the way back from the chicken coop I duck under a low branch on the apple tree and realize this pruning should have been done much earlier, but where's my pruners? 

Sound familiar?  One thing truly does lead to another in gardening, especially.  And the miles on my pedometer reach some pretty impressive numbers (8.2 miles on Tuesday) which is sad, considering they were all accumulated while I walked in circles.

I've been swamped with outdoor work since we've had such a very late spring.  And tonight, I am truly tired clear through to my bones.  Time to get some rest, it's late.

 I miss posting and look forward to catching up on all of your blogs as soon as this craziness subsides a bit.    

I did manage to catch up on the laundry this past Monday, and  I swear we had just about as many pairs of underwear on the washline as this Dutchman's Breeches is displaying. 

Housework is always put on the back burner during gardening season.  (But,  I put it on the back burner for stained glass season, too--ahem, so any spare time is spent chasing the Dust Kangaroos (they are WAY bigger than mere bunnies now) around the abode.

 I want to sincerely thank you all for the wonderfully uplifting and comforting comments regarding my little dog Pudding's recent bout of ill health.  As I write this post she is resting comfortably on the couch next to me.  The new medication seems to be working quite well, and she is almost back to her old joyous self.  We're thankful for the gift of extra time and also for your care and concern.  It is so nice to know there are other people who understand the special ties of love we all have for our dear pets.  They are a blessing and so are all of you!