This and That!

The pear trees are budding! Unlike some other fruit trees,
 the leaves and the flowers on our pear trees come out at the same time.

Most of my posts recently start with some version of I don't have anything to say and then proceed with this and that about my everyday life. I'm gonna try to change it up today, so get ready for an exciting ride!

There was no greater satisfaction this week than when we dropped off another bag of shredding at the free personal shredding place! This, of course, means that we are continuing to make progress going through our files, which is part of an effort to declutter our house. We started in the bedroom and then moved to our office. Work continues, but we are well over half done! The great thing about not regularly culling papers is that many of them are no longer relevant. Waiting for just the right moment to sort files is our tried and true method of making the job easier - at least for some of the decisions of what to keep!

But don't fear; our files will not be empty! Our recent car drama has created enough paperwork to fill at least one of the drawers alone! We are still working out all the details, but we have a new van, and things are proceeding. And before you know it, it will be settled! Hooray!

I found a hidden surprise the other day - 4 bags of apples! Well, actually, they weren't so much hidden as forgotten. Last fall, we made a big effort to process the apples we got off one of our trees. We did many, but when push came to shove, we put the rest into the fridge in the basement to do at a later time. So the later time is today! Most of the apples had bad places in them when they were stored, so many of them are totally rotten now. Oh, well. I plan on dehydrating what's left for good snacks!

Are you excited yet?! I tried to spice up this post by throwing in exclamation points here and there, whether or not it was appropriate for the sentence. Which brings me to one of my pet peeves. Over the last few years, I've seen increased use of exclamation points in everyday sentences. They don't seem to be saved just to indicate surprise or excitement as they used to be. This is part of a language trend that involves a lot of hyperbole, which I think dilutes the meaning and impact of our communication. I understand that language is constantly changing, but I don't like it. Bah, humbug!

The apples are calling. 

Until next time...

Trees (and Other Things) are a Bloomin'

The plum tree, Saturday afternoon

Last Saturday morning, we went to Virginia to visit my father-in-law. Later that afternoon, we came home and saw that the plum tree was in full bloom! Saturday morning, it was mostly bare branches, and voila, that afternoon, it was full of blossoms. Spring is like that. 

I have been thinking about this post for a while now and was going to feature trees and their new growth processes. But every day, the post I write in my head has to change because nature always seems to be one step ahead of me. So below, before everything skips the rest of spring and becomes summer-like, here are pictures from the past few days around the yard. 

Forsythia. We have a long hedge along our back fence. While it is pretty in the spring,
it grows like wild and requires a lot of upkeep to keep under control. 

The Bradford pears are in bloom everywhere.
This was one we had in our front yard until a storm took it out a few years ago.

The ornamental cherry trees are blooming everywhere, too.
We're lucky that we get to see our neighbor's tree right over the fence.

Our cherry tree is fruit-bearing and hasn't flowered out yet. 

Quince bush. This was much like the plum tree.
One day, it was bare, and the next, it was in full bloom.

Daffodils 

Daffodils

The phlox is just starting to bloom.

The warm weather last week was followed by temperatures in the 20s some mornings, and several things, like these mums, got frostbitten. 

I have to work all weekend, but we're supposed to have flooding rains on Saturday, so that's a good day to be inside. What's happening at your house?

Until next time...

Annie Laurie's Hellebore

 

This week, I found my hellebore blooming. I brought it from the old house and planted it here under a big pine tree among various vines. It's not an ideal spot, but it is surviving despite the vines enveloping it every year to the point that I've put a flag up to find it. The plant makes me smile every time it blooms. Below is a previous post that explains why. 

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I first met Annie Laurie at the library, where she had been a long-time volunteer for over 30 years. She came once a week and did whatever was needed, and before she left, she picked up a bagful of books to read. Reading was her passion. Then, she developed breast cancer, and eventually, she was not well enough to volunteer anymore. That's when Beth and I began to take bags of books to her house, primarily mysteries, which were her favorites, and stay for a visit. In the comfort of Annie Laurie's home, I learned what a character she really was. She was opinionated, strong-willed, and very funny. We always had a good visit with lots of laughter, even when her health was rapidly failing at the end.

One of our most memorable visits was when Annie Laurie took Beth and I on a tour of the flowers around her farm house. Flowers and plants were another passion of hers. Rail-thin and hobbling with her cane, she showed us lilies, daffodils, and hellebores. The hellebores were the favorite of both Beth's and mine. Over the years, Miss Annie Laurie had developed a forest floor of them. Under the shade of large trees, she showed us the many kinds she had. I didn't really appreciate all the different varieties she was showing us, but I did appreciate the unassuming, downward-facing, simple blossoms I saw.

After that, Beth and I fell in love with hellebores and wanted some for our gardens. But you know how it is: We never got around to getting any. That is why we were both so thrilled and honored when her sister, Dot, gave us some from Annie Laurie's garden after she passed away.

I carefully chose a shaded spot by my front door to plant mine. It didn't take the transplant so well, and its large leaves flopped. However, it seemed to be surviving. Beth and I exchanged letters with Dot from time to time, and she always asked how our hellebores were doing. I said mine was doing fine. I didn't think that she needed to know that maybe I hadn't done such a good job transplanting it and that it was struggling. Then, a few months ago, she said hers were blooming and wondered if ours were. I told her not yet because I didn't have anything more than one small bud forming at the base of the plant. I figured when that bloomed, I would take a picture of it to send her and carefully crop out the flopping leaves.

Bloom on the end of smashed stock

Well, the stalk with the bud grew and grew until it was about 6 inches tall and ready to bloom any day. And that's when it happened. A workman at the house stepped on it. I was upset but worried more about what I was going to tell Dot. However, a few other buds showed up, and they actually bloomed this week. And the best part of all is that the stalk that got stepped on also has a flower on its end.

Now, I could say something about the tenacity that Annie Laurie had in her life and how that was represented by my hellebore's blooming smashed stem. Or I could say something about the blooms and how they were a sign from her that she was still with us in a way. However, I would really like to think about my hellebore in terms of how much Annie Laurie, Beth, and I would have laughed during the story I would tell about the hellebore I tried to plant and how it got smashed. :)

But wait, there's more - After I first wrote this, the hellebore plant got stepped on again, but it survived!

Ramblings

 I've been kind of aimless recently, so to focus myself better, I made a list of goals for the week. It included things from housework, yardwork, paperwork, and personal matters. In addition, it included all of the week's commitments, including appointments and work. It's not a comprehensive list, just something to make progress on things that aren't shouting, "I must be done now!"  I love to cross things off a list, so this should work well for me. I won't bore you with the details of my goals, but one of them was to write at least one blog post this week. So here I am.

Ward's latest puzzle. 

The great thing about a blog post, especially on a blog where you're not trying to make money, is that you can write about anything. Or nothing, which is what I seem to be doing thus far in this post. 😀

We finally have a new car. We're still wading through the insurance paperwork and the paperwork to title it in the trust (we have resigned the papers 3x now), but we have it. However, I'm still a little gun-shy about driving it. That's what happens when you're in a crash, but you gotta do what you gotta do. 

Boy, our life is boring. Or I have a bad memory because I can't think of anything else to write about. Let's see. We continue attending dance class and learning the cha-cha and waltz. We're slowly meeting people there and having a good laugh as we try to copy what the instructor is doing. It was recommended that you get dance shoes that are flexible and have a sole that lets you both slide and stop on the floor. Patches of suede on the soles supposedly accomplish this. However, dance shoes are expensive, so we got little slip-on sleeves that go over our shoes that help accomplish the same thing. For the level that we're on, they work just fine.

There goes my timer (12 minutes today). I have to leave now to see the allergist. We'll discuss whether I need to continue with allergy shots now that we don't have any cats. He once said that it takes a good six months to get rid of most of the cat's dander, even with thorough cleaning. I'd be happy not to have to go for allergy shots all of the time.

I hope you're enjoying some nice spring weather, although I see on the news that much of the western half of the country is having snow. Today, we're having a warm day, and I'm hoping to take advantage of it between my appointment this morning and my work tonight.

Until next time...

Look What I Found!

 We had two wonderful spring days last week among the cold, blustery days we've been having. I took the opportunity to work outside during these days and start the spring cleanup of the various beds. While I do some fall cleanup, I leave much of the growth to protect the roots of the perennials. Cleaning that up and pulling the winter and spring weeds seems overwhelming at times, but I like to be outside and touch the plants and the dirt. I see and learn so much when I'm up close and personal with them. However, the best part of this week was seeing my first spring flowers with their bright, cheery colors, signaling that winter will soon be over. Every day, there are more blooming. However, our last frost date is not until the middle of May, but spring is definitely on its way.

Here are some of the things I found this week in my yard.

When we first moved into this house, I found that among the various plants, there were no crocuses. So, I promptly planted them here and there for spring surprises throughout the yard. 

Another set is around the corner.

However, some crocuses are just coming up or are being eaten as soon as they do. 

The squirrels bury various nuts around the yard. Here is an acorn they left behind. If you look closely, you can see it is just starting to sprout.

And speaking of squirrels, you can see their teeth marks around the bird feeder. This feeder is touted to be squirrel-proof, and unlike all others that say the same thing, this one actually works! Last fall, the birds stopped coming to the feeder completely, so after a few months, we took it down. We put it back up this week, and the birds have returned. Hooray! Here, you see a male house finch and a female one peeking from behind. Finches are our most frequent visitors to the feeder.

The daffodils that are close to the warm house are blooming. Others are just a few leaves poking above the ground. 

A few of the forsythia buds have opened. 

The high winds blew part of a giant bee's nest down from one of the pear trees. (That grass looks pretty green, doesn't it? I guess it's enjoying all of the rain.)

I hope you are finding some signs of spring where you are.

Until next time...