Yes, it’s still cool. Yes, we got a little rain. But, of my goodness, you can just feel springtime in the air when you step outside. If you look around at the plants and trees, you can see they are about to explode. Tiny little buds are appearing everwhere, and all it will take is a few more warm days to coax them into shedding those thin bud coverings and blossoming out into the warm world of a south Georgia springtime, clothed in brilliant shades of yellow, red and purple.
The wildlife seems to be in a frenzy. Our yard is suddenly filled with squirrels scurrying back & forth gathering materials for their nests high in the pine trees. When I groom Bear, I clean out the brush and stuff his hair into a pipe that one of the large branches of our crabapple tree has grown around. The squirrels and birds have contests to see who can get there first when there is a new supply. It seems dog hair is in big demand for nest building this time of year.
Ted fills the bird feeders almost daily, even though the large one holds almost 10 lbs. of seed. Our one mallard duck pair (we just call them Mr. and Mrs.) are coming in over the fence to feed under the feeder five and six times a day, instead of once as they did all winter. Today Mrs. did something really strange, flying up to the roof of the boathouse and back down to the water three times, before finally coming into the yard over the fence. Don’t you wish sometimes that you could read an animal’s mind? Why did she do that? What changed her pattern?
Here’s Saturday in pictures:
Five couples went out to eat at Daphne’s Saturday night to celebrate two anniversaries. Marianne and Cecil have been married 52 years on Monday, and Ted and I will celebrate 21 years on St. Patrick’s Day. Great food, great fun, great friends. A perfect weekend!
I have to spend Monday in Albany, having another test for my surgery. Hopefully, I will get a lot of questions answered. After that, I’m going to spend the rest of the day buying a few things I will need to pamper myself for the first two weeks after I get home from the hospital. I won’t write a post on Monday night, so I will see you back here, good Lord willing, on Wednesday morning. Have a great Monday and Tuesday!
P.S. When Dawn and Stevie came to the island last year, they brought home some of the Grand Hotel tulip bulbs, which Dawn planted in one of her flower beds. When I was over at their house last week to walk, she showed me that they were beginning to come up. I’ve also had reports from Cathie in New Orleans and Mike in Atlanta that their “Grand” bulbs were appearing through the soil. Haven’t had a report yet from Rho is Virginia. That far north, they will probably sprout a few days later. Pretty amazing that these are the same bulbs whose flowers were admired by thousands and thousands of tourists on Mackinac Island last April!
“Spring is nature’s way of saying, “Let’s Party!” . . . Robin Williams