Considering how closely related my activities were today to those of yesterday, I have good reason to call it Earth Day redux. Or simply -- day two of Earth Week.
I worked the earth. From early in the day, all the way until grandkid pick up time. Yes, after animal care and garden inspection...
And after breakfast (for which I brought in the handful of fallen daffodils)...
(Dance, joining us)
I planted the strawberries in their funky hanging baskets in the new orchard. I planted a couple of milkweeds. I broke up and replanted a few false sunflowers. I moved some irises. And I weeded madly.
And here's the grand part -- I'd look up and see fields of daffodils, with a few surviving tulips mixed into their yellow mass.
And in the courtyard, I'd see the plump pink bulbs on the crab apple. And in the new orchard, I'd see masses of blossoms on the cherry trees...
And the hens grazed underneath pink buds, and the the white clouds came and went...
How can you not feel overwhelmed by the beauty of it all -- that fresh green, the poking through colors. Magic, everywhere.
The kids were in their age appropriate after-school moods.
Neither wanted to linger outside. Both were hungry, one was tired, one was thinking things through. The usual. Eventually they let go of their day's challenges and frustrations and exhaled.
And after they left, after our farro-cauliflower supper, after cleaning and clearing for the day, Ed and I exhaled too. Feet up, a chocolate split between the two of us.
Frost is possible tonight. And tomorrow night. Earth Week let's me know that I am not the boss here! And that's okay...
with love...
