We have had one of the wettest winters I can remember since I moved to California in 2001. I love the rain, and I often miss the big booming thunderstorms of my childhood. Along with the rain, we’ve had a colder winter than I remember having in all that time…and for longer than I can remember.
Here we are, 3 days into April and it is finally, finally starting to warm up. The wind is still cold in the mornings waiting for the train, but soon I should be able to shed my jacket and I really long for that.
Flowers are starting to bloom all around me, and my succulents are going bonkers. I really need some new containers so that I can spread them out a bit. The only thing I dislike about spring is the allergies. I anticipate a miserable allergy season because of how wet our winter was.
I’m itching (no pun intended) to get out there with a camera, but I have a number of deadlines looming over my head preventing me from a long drive in the country to photograph flowers, so I’ll have to make do with the pictures taken by others.
Those first blooms of spring; the daffodils and tulips and such, have always given me hope. Back when I was a kid, those first flowers would come up when there was still snow on the ground. It was like nature letting us know that spring was on it’s way, the winter wouldn’t last forever.
I guess I still feel that when I see them. It almost makes me wish I had a garden….almost.
Well, the coffee is done and the day job is calling. I should get to that. Happy Wednesday, Readers.
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