OMG! I am so totally bored.
Winter is more like spring every day now. The temps have been hovering around 80 and I want to get out there, but there is not much to do except for picking up leaves. I want to plow some dirt and plant rows of something, anything. I want to see the green of willow trees along the creek bank. I want to hear the sound of frogs croaking in the pond. I want to see birds coming to the birdbath and fighting for their turn to delight in a bath or keeping watch while their mate takes a much needed respite. I would love to see crocus, daffs, grape hyacinths, and tulips by the hundreds and catch that heady scent on the breeze. I want to smell the smoke of people burning off their gardens and getting ready to work the earth for another growing season. I am missing home.
We have new neighbors and the lady said she can't believe how quiet it is. I've heard others say the same thing.
My very sweet neighbor lady who bought us the Keurig told me she had something for me yesterday evening. It's the little pods and filters for the Keurig so you can use your own brand of coffee. She is a Saint. We are kind of addicted to Maxwell House or Folgers and DH bought up a bunch of the MH when Save A Lot closed in November. That was so precious of her. I'm going to organize and clean her garage for her kindness.
Well, it's like summer here almost. I'm still bored, but I'm going to have a new walking partner starting next week. Yep, the new neighbor is game. I look forward to having someone to chat with on my morning walks.
Peace & Plenty.
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