Spring is here. It's been a long, wet winter.


Spring is here. It's been a long, wet winter. But now the temps are hovering around 70, the grass is growing (first cut was today), the trees are budding, and the frogs are chirping. I love this time of year. Such new growth and everything is full of energy. Our little frog pond in the courtyard is home to a few frogs, although we know of at least one that winters over down in the old well, and for me that's the true sound of Spring. The first raspy frog croak from the pond. It's always a little shaky, that first croak, having not used any voice for so many months, but it's always a welcome sound.

The down side is that Spring is also the signal for things to end. It means that my lazy Tuesdays and Wednesdays are now over. Just a few weeks until the first wedding and there are so many things to do and clean up, that no sunny day can be wasted. For the goats, it means and end to the big pasture. They get all the space in the winter, but next week they have to move to the back so the big field can be used for wedding guest parking. And lastly, close to my heart, we need to say good bye to Ernest. He is my '59 Dodge Power wagon. He's been a fixture here for the last 3 years and it's been a lot of fun driving around Granville and Pataskala, but it's time. It's an expansive old toy. We thought about parking it in the front yard, but that just doesn't seem right. Hopefully someone else can give it a good home.

Beginnings and endings. I'll take the beginnings any day. Sorry this is short this time around, but I really do need to be outside. Must remember sunscreen...