Despite today's 50 degree, gray and windy day, and another string of rain over the last week that, combined with my Mahler's 2nd Symphony performance schedule this past weekend, got my grass growing easily mid-calf high. I was out tonight cutting grass until the point of almost-dark where you can hardly see the cut line for the return pass, after teaching and meeting my friend with the Sam's Club membership to buy 452 ice cream bars for after the spring concert. Glass half full...no worries about the ice cream melting on the way back to the school freezer!
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Mailbox garden last week.
Maybe this is a crab apple tree? Not sure, but I love, love, love it's spring flowers and the shape of the tree. I planted it as a wee, little thing around 17 years ago and came back to see it full size. I love it's shape, it's a great tree!
My front yard, width-wise.
I can not express enough, even still, how grateful, thrilled, in awe and so much more that I get to be in this house and tending to this property. For the past just over three years now, I walk the dog just about every day around the perimeter of the yard, then around the apple trees, daylily garden, shed veggie garden, hosta tree (tree with hostas around the base) and take in where everything is at that point in the season...over three years straight, every day...and I'm not tired of it one little bit. I always, literally always, have something I want to check out. Isn't that amazing...with everything...the joy that can still be found?
Our God is SO Great!
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