I have some time to myself, but then have to get right back to it soon enough, so I will be squeezing in all I can in a very short amount of time.
This morning, I 'slothed it out,' and slept in. Lazy and unproductive (I know), but I loved it almost as much as chocolate cake! When I awoke, I found Cleo still nestled in bed with me from last night - and that hasn't happened in some time. So I have a smile on my face from the get-go.
Next: went to the front room window and looked out upon the shaggy green lawn and the fairly well-weeded flower bed to find blossoms of hyacinth, tulips and daffodils scattered amongst the thriving peonies, hostas and treasured poppies. [sigh] Pretty, pretty, happy, happy.
I surveyed my handiwork from last weekend. I was afraid I may have too severely trimmed the Jackmanii clematis...but it is now sprouting a lot of new growth. I will have to transplant it to a new - sunnier - spot this year, and since I loosed it from the ground, we are both ready for that portion of the journey. I also transplanted two of the sprouting peonies to temporary places, and left the other three alone. I have no more room to temporarily move the remaining three peonies to...so we are all kind of stuck.
I read online that transplanting peonies before the bloom cycle squelches their season (meaning: they most likely will not bloom the year you disturb them). I was more concerned that I had done some serious damage to the tubers, but it seems they are a hardy lot, so I will proceed with the garden remodel when the space is prepared and ready for action.
Everything will move (eventually) as I try to create a four foot dry zone along the front wall of the house. The poppies will be spared until late summer/early fall just because I cannot do without seeing their colorful, gloriously bobbing heads each year (and I know that moving them now will not come without consequences for the show this year).
Watched a wren pull seeds from the maple tree pods that will soon be dropping and gunking up my eves. I urged the little bird to eat to its heart's content, and the cats simply sat and chittered at it in their comical way. My trio of blue jays ran riot through the branches of the stately old tree, and I was enthralled by their aerial acuity. None of them seemed to hit one branch while flying and fleeing and chasing and cavorting. Amazing!
See.....there was one list, but now I have a to-do list to conquer, and the clock is already ticking loud and strong. I'll return to regale you with tales of filmmaking silliness tonight or tomorrow night, and maybe post a photo or two, but for now - GET OUTSIDE AND ENJOY YOURSELVES. I am!
But most importantly...HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARIA!
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