It is such a lovely morning here, I plan to spend a little more time in the yard pruning away winter to make room for spring. The daffodils have started to bloom, a bouquet of flowers has been brightening my day as I wash dishes and cook, the first blooms of the season.
While cold-ish for a few days, the forecast is for quite warm weather to move in to the Midwest. That means new life will begin to spring up where I'm currently able to walk safely to prune and rake. All the more reason to chip away at the outdoor gotta do's.
Do you remember me talking about the robin contest we have each spring? Well, it became quite interesting when I heard our car screech to a stop (on gravel) as my husband was leaving to run errands one day. Within seconds he was running in the door and pulling me to the front window to see a flock of birds, which he insisted included a robin or two.
For the sake of safety, I umm... encouraged... him to return to the car which was in the middle of the gravel lane and promised to keep watching the flock. We don't get a lot of cars coming through but neither neighbor would expect the Buick to be blocking their path. I did see a robin or two in the midst of the birds and when he returned, the Beanie Baby robin was sitting on his desk. You would think he had won an Oscar or something.
While it is true my daughter did see the first robin of the season, he insists it doesn't count because one... it was a New England robin, and two... as it was 1,000 miles away there was no way to verify it. She insists it does count. Have I ever mentioned they are both rather competitive? This is the same Dad who insisted he'd capture the moon for her if he could but will not give up the Beanie Baby robin.
As for me, when I did see a robin outside my kitchen window, I asked him (her?) where he'd been all spring and was quite miffed he would appear before me in front of the window so late. I think I insulted him as he flew off immediately and didn't return.
Said daughter has wanted to write on her blog but finds herself in the midst of a lot of craziness right now. Within the next month they will be moving (God willing and everything runs smoothly) and soon thereafter, a baby girl will arrive. I moved when Stephanie was three months old to another state and then moved to another state ten days after Christopher was born... both by C-section. Neither of us planned babies or moves very well, did we? Planned???
I finished Mrs. Tim night before last. Was hoping to find The Two Mrs. Abbotts at the library but their selection of D. E. Stevenson books did not include that one. I think I'm interested in it enough to order it through inter library loan, since it is the third in the Miss Buncle series. I really liked Miss Buncle's Book and Miss Buncle Married because of their very amusing take on English village life. Although, Mrs. Tim is good and quite funny.
As mentioned before, Stevenson's books I've read so far (having read only those three) remind me a great deal of Barbara Pym's books, all having a lot of clever and amusing conversations and insight into English society at the time the books are written.
I'm not sure what type of book I'll concentrate on for April, except it is a nonfiction month. When I was in my teens and early twenties, I concentrated a lot on fiction. Then I entered a period of life when I mostly read nonfiction. Now I'm combining the two. Hmmm... time to peruse the bookshelves.
Added Note: Mrs. Rabe, yes that is a song by The Association... Come Saturday Morning. :)