13 Responses to spring!

1. readingcaliforniagarden says:

   March 20, 2014 at 4:56 pm

   In your photo, the happiness in the moment you express, dear Chess, is objective correlative for my feelings on the Season sprung. Going out to the garden now to transfer crocus from pot to earth and fire up the workings for aerobic compost tea. May we both enjoy many more springs!
   • paridevita says:

     March 20, 2014 at 6:04 pm

     Yeah, thanks. It’s supposed to snow all next week, but the guy I live with is okay with that. Free water. Or, as they say around here, “moisture”. (They mean water, of course.)
     The guy I live with worked out in the garden all day, and then moistured the plants he moved. (That’s what he does, move plants around all the time.)
2. petabunn says:

   March 20, 2014 at 6:01 pm

   Hey Chess, looking good, now you can have a spring in your step instead of dragging your feet through the snow and ice…
   • paridevita says:

     March 20, 2014 at 6:10 pm

     Thanks, though snow is forecast for all next week. I like snow. The guy I live with was just saying that it’s become rather dry here lately, and spring is the time when the garden gets most of its precipitation. So long as it isn’t waist deep, he says snow is tolerable. (It won’t be very cold.)
     Autumn where you are, though.
3. Ness says:

   March 21, 2014 at 5:26 am

   Chess, you certainly look full of the joys of the new season in your latest portrait. A very happy spring to you and the guy you live with.
4. vivianswift says:

   March 21, 2014 at 6:21 am

   Yay! It’s finally Not Winter and from the smile on your face, Chess, it looks like our favorite purebred border collie just got a a bit of brie for breakfast. All that, and gardening too. Life is good.
   • paridevita says:

     March 21, 2014 at 9:14 am

     Finally not winter, and time for the real snow to start. We know this sounds bizarre. Actually, I think I’d just come back from my walk. The brie is all gone, and the smoked salmon, too. Someone ate it all.
5. Desert Dweller says:

   March 21, 2014 at 8:47 am

   Ahh, I remember the wet spring snows of March-April of Denver, and quite mild and not really even cold…and days of English rains, then desert SW weather, then severe storms and hail, maybe more snow, and over again! Chess, or that guy you live with, it sounds like fun…especially from where I sit, mostly so mild and dry!
   • paridevita says:

     March 21, 2014 at 9:26 am

     The hail part we can do without, but otherwise, we don’t mind free water. People who’ve never lived here think snow in spring is gross, but the alternative, nothing, is even grosser. The guy I live with is ripping out the last of the tiny green lawn, in the back, and replacing it with sods of blue grama. He claims that’s fun.
6. Deborah S. Farrell says:

   March 21, 2014 at 4:00 pm

   Chess, your sweet smiling face was/is the 2nd best first day of spring sight. The first best thing was seeing bluebirds at the nestbox in the way back of our yard. First sighting on them on the first day of spring. Pretty special. They were back again today. We’ve had bluebirds nest here 9 out of 11 years we’ve lived here. Zing go the strings of my heart at the sight of them. Do you have mountain bluebirds there? I’d love to see one since they’re all blue. I think I’ve noticed nestboxes in photos of your yard. What kind of birds nest in them?
   • paridevita says:

     March 21, 2014 at 10:31 pm

     Well, there are the roosting pockets, hanging in the lilacs, and we don’t know if birds roost in them, though “they should” (someone here says). Definitely not roosters, though. We do have one in their neighborhood and apparently no one else has heard it. (The guy I live with is not crazy.) There are bluebirds here, but rarely around this neighborhood, which is sad. One time, the guy I live with and my mommy were driving over to the Indian restaurant near us, and she saw one, and was really upset that she didn’t have her camera, but then got more upset when the guy I live with quietly reminded her that he kept saying she should have her camera with her, like he was perfect all the time, and so it went. Oh, we do see sparrows flit in and out of the roosting pockets, and sometimes birds nest in the birdhouses around the yard, too.
     • Deborah S. Farrell says:

       March 25, 2014 at 3:23 pm

       Haha! Roosters, but not roosters! Most people call nestboxes “birdhouses,” but I don’t because I used to work in bird stores, where proper terminology was expected (plus it’s a rare chance to be all uppity and hoidy toidy).

       I had one of those ‘wish I had my camera” bird sightings last week. As I was driving down Bugaboo Lane, what to my wonderous eyes should appear but a tom turkey. Now, I’ve seen turkeys at parks in the area but never so close to home. Anyway, he was heading towards the road from my right. I slowed down to see what he was going to do; he slowed down to see what I was going to do, then he continued; so I stopped. He sped up and ranacrosstheroadrealfast! I wished I’d had my camera set on video — I enjoy the short videos posted here, but I somehow never remember to used the video setting on my camera (except once, by accident & got a wonderful video of my kitchen floor). It occurred to me that I’ve never seen a lone turkey, so I looked in the direction from whence the tom had come & sure enough, there was another turkey in the cornfield a short distance away. Now every time I drive past that spot, I find myself saying, “Show me the turkey!” to no avail. Even without the photo or video, it’s a wonderful memory. I bet your mommy felt the same way about seeing the bluebird.
     • paridevita says:

       March 25, 2014 at 5:19 pm

       Yep. The guy I live with has made movies of the kitchen floor, and the walls, and the carpet. Nothing happens during those movies. We don’t have turkeys here….well, not the bird type turkey anyway….but we do have bald eagles flying overhead, sort of a lot, and definitely every time the guy I live with doesn’t have his camera with him. Or it could be the other way around; the eagles fly overhead when he doesn’t have his camera. “Show me the turkey” could become a saying.

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