A) The parrot’s gone mad. Suddenly this morning the parrot is awake long before us and a total chatting hyperactive spazz. Babbling babbling babbling screeching hopping around, preening the cord to the blinds, climbing it, screeching, hopping across the curtain rod, making disgruntled chicken noise as Mr Capybara tries to keep him from chewing on stereo-speakers, babbling babbling, etc.
B) Crocuses! And other long-forgotten, unidentifiable bulbs springing up here and there.
C) Pack of 8th-grade boys smoking, swearing, and spitting hanging around at the basketball net at the neighbors.
D) Bohemian waxwings! Mergansers! Um, starlings!
E) Horrible realization that it’s MARCH and graduation’s in JUNE and I have no DISSERTATION finished.
F) Chocolate shaped as bunnies appearing in stores.
We declared spring on Sunday by breaking out the lawn furniture and lounging around all afternoon with gin and tonics. It’s about time!
I’ll have to ask Dad if spring has officially arrived yet next time I call, being in the city I can’t tell. Our way of telling is the local wildlife–once porcupines start showing up by the road dead, it’s spring.
It’s not officially spring yet, but it sure feels like it here! It’s a breathtakingly gorgeous day, the sun is shining, crocuses are blooming and the little froggies are singing. I got an early start on my summer tradition of getting ice cream at a little dairy out in the country (double chocolate, of course). It’s supposed to be cooler later this week, but for now, it’s spring!
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A) The parrot’s gone mad. Suddenly this morning the parrot is awake long before us and a total chatting hyperactive spazz. Babbling babbling babbling screeching hopping around, preening the cord to the blinds, climbing it, screeching, hopping across the curtain rod, making disgruntled chicken noise as Mr Capybara tries to keep him from chewing on stereo-speakers, babbling babbling, etc. <snip>QUOTE]
It sounds to me as if he is pining for the fjiords. Beautiful plummage though.
I spent this morning weeding the flowerbed and hope to get out this afternoon to buy some poop. I have many very large earthworms. On the upside, the violets are blooming already and there are heads on the irises (iri?).
I spent all weekend gardening! (Now I hurt allllll over. Crocuses (I think), irises (I think) and daffodils (I know) are blooming around our place. This is our first spring in this house (doublewide in the country, with a very neglected garden) so things that are coming up are a surprise to me.
I wore shorts to garden on Sunday. I’m drinking ice water at the office.
Plums, Almonds, Cherrys, all in bloom right now. Yard is a mass of pink and white petals. Grape sap running, leaving puddles on the deck. Lilac buds showing.
Only 2 days since the rain stopped, everything is still soaking wet, grass is 18’’ high.
Mrs. Fool weedeated today, green stuck to everything. Hacked back the boxwood, and the blackberries.
It must be spring.
75 deg.(F) today.
Living in the Cleveland area, we get to experience spring roughly twelve minutes before it’s fully summertime.
However, the four-year-old GrizzCub and I took a road-trip to southeast Virginia a little more than a week ago because I had some urgent family business to attend. Because he was such a good cub for the trip, I took him to Bluebird Gap Farm (those living in close proximity to Hampton VA really should go there!).
Ah…love was certainly in the air.
Male turkeys were strutting in their finest fashion.
Peacocks were so engrossed in showing off to the peahens that they barely noticed when we walked right up to them. I made sure that GrizzCub knew not to touch them. Even so, as they strutted and turned, we were brushed by their magnificent plumes more than once.
There are daffodils growing my garden, a grey whale was spotted, and a coyote left a devoured rabbit in my plants. Oh and its bright and sunny and nice out.
Trees are in blossom in at least one neighborhood. My jonquils are up and so are a few violets. I’ve turned a critical eye to the cobwebs on the front porch and repotted a couple of plants. Naturally, there is a smattering of snow in the forecast.
What’s this gardening people are talking about? I’m growing icicles in my parent’s backyard this year. I’ve already got three 6 foot tall ones growing out of the snow, and hope to have more with the snow scheduled for the end of this week.
Today I was hobbling on my bad knee AND grumbling about how bright it was. I even had to take off my jacket and expose my blinding white arms. Bought sunglasses tonight.
Sun bad.
Clounds good!
It is most definitely not spring. It’s not supposed to go over 70 here this week, and that is winter by any definition. Spring will come when it’s 70s overnight and high 80s during the day. Oh, and not windy and cloudy all the time.
Do you see? Madness – this is March, for God’s sake!
Yeah, the one thing that I’ve discoved that I really hate about Youngstown? It can be 50 degrees one day (and it’s done this several times now). Then, then ext day, I wake up to 19 degrees of cold, irritating hell.
I’m hopeful that someday soon we might stay above freezing for an entire week, but I’m starting to doubt it.
Beautiful plummage though.