Three My-Favorite-Season-Is-Spring Thoughts for Thursday

For the past week, the weather has been perfect along our gravel road. The daisies, phlox, and peonies are blooming, the trees are in full leaf, and the grass in the ditches is a rich, luxurious green. Maybe that’s why these three thoughts for Thursday are mostly about my favorite season – spring.

  1. Mom had her springtime doctor’s appointment in Des Moines the same day Mitt Romney spoke a few blocks away. What a relief to not see the fella and tell him in person that I can’t be his running mate in the fall. I’m not sure he would understand that being a first time grandma leaves no time for politics.
  2. Apparently, there’s a blue jay convention in our town this week. They are everywhere. Talk about noisy, uncouth, overbearing tourists!
  3. My teacher friends are trying to motivate kids to learn their multiplication facts, study the three branches of government, and conjugate Spanish verbs on this beautiful spring day. The thought makes me want to bake cookies for them.

Who would you bake cookies for on this fine spring day? Leave a comment.

Hard Freeze

The temperature has been dancing around the freezing mark for the past two weeks, without any significant damage to my flowerbeds. The cosmos and daisies have put on quite an October show, unlike any I can remember. One rose bush kept blooming, too.

But a cold front moved in Sunday. When the skies cleared late Monday afternoon, the temperature dropped. Tuesday morning the world glittered with frost, and the flowers were toast. Even the fall mums shivered and drooped.

It’s time to pull the cosmos stalks and shake the seed heads on the bare patches of dirt. Fall is half-gone and winter’s on the way. Spring will be here before I know it. I want my flowerbeds to be ready.