The rain finally stopped, but it's hard to complain about its effect here after watching only a few minutes of national news. My heart goes out to our southern friends dealing with the devastation of flooding. My world turned upside down last year when we had about 18" of standing water in the scary basement (during which time it was referred to as the SCARY basement). This time, fearing the worst, we found ourselves simply wet, not wading. All is good.
a few flowers. I'd still need hip-boots to tackle the backyard where there are some daffodils blooming. My Blenko vase is waiting for a bouquet.
The birds are starting to nest...
making questionable decisions again this year. The term 'bird-brained' I guess was coined for a reason. You CANNOT tell me bitty bird is comfortable in her new spring abode, but man, does she get feisty every time I pass by (which I have to...to get to my car). It's hers and she's going to protect it, even if her babes will never figure out how to get out.
there is Boxy, growing rather steadily. She should be finished just in time to put away for our long stretch of heat and humidity.
Yep. It must be spring.