A typical conversation with myself goes something like this:
Me: Spring, take me away….
Spring: No, you must deal w/ it.
Me: Why? I’ve paid my dues.
Spring: Whining doesn’t help
Me: But I want to feel alive and warm again. Plus, it’s not right that it’s April 30 and I still have to wear heated toe warmers and wind-proof gloves to ride my bike.
Spring: Cry me a river.
Me: Stop hurling cliches at me.
And so the conversation flows…through my over-saturated mind. Every year I complain. Every year I annoy myself more than the year before. Buck up buttercup. People with real problems involving Mother Nature are suffering right now. Be thankful for your health, home and happiness.
As Farmer Potter pops open his van and loads his gear into the back, I’m reminded summer is her way. Tomatoes and peppers will grow again. Chicks will squeak in their little pen. Happy and Penny will frolic in the yard without breaking a leg tromping through icy snow. Farmer Potter will mow his beloved yard. And I, the Harvest Monkey, will monitor it all from the deck – cold Corona (with lime wedge) in hand.
In the meantime, I hope I don’t kill anything in the greenhouse (wp.me/pGu8t-6J’) while Potter is on his annual road trip to drier lands.
I’m also reminded that we did travel to Mexico in March so I’m NOT allowed to complain….too much.
Jud said,
May 1, 2011 @ 7:01 pm
Hi Melissa,
Was glad to receive another sign of Spring from Potter’s Garden – you are writing again. So it must be that you are emerging from the long, cold Winter and Spring, is at least alive in your heart.
Spring has come to the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia and although it is still cool and there has been too much rain, everything is out –daffodils, tulips, lilacs, dogwoods, red bud – all the floral displays that make Spring special here.
Today, it wasn’t supposed to rain as I was going to work on my drainage ditch around my soon to be studio/workshop. But the rain has made the current excavation a mud hole so I found something else to do – fire-up the old laptop and add to the Potter’s Garden blog.
You are right; we have our health and our homes intact, so our complaints about no Spring and too much rain are so very minuscule in the great scheme of things.
Yesterday, the sun did shine and I helped Amy plant some flowers and got to hold my grandson, Alex. That was a joy! You and Farmer Potter will enjoy meeting him someday.
I have included a photo (not sure I can send it in the reply so it will come in separate email) of the “studio/workshop to be” and the beginnings of “my garden” – maybe I should call it “Potter’s Garden East”. The two black things are grow bags and have the beginnings of my future potato harvest. Since the south facing side of the house contains the driveway and the garage will no longer be used as a garage – this very sunny spot is going to be my garden. Since it is currently covered in old, cracking asphalt it will be the foundation for above ground containers and planting boxes.
Be patient just a little longer. As you know, the spectacular summer in the Teton Valley will soon make you forget the long Winter ….. and you do have those wonderful memories of Mexico to keep you warm.
All the best from the Shenandoah Valley and from Farmer Potter East.