“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke
I love spring. The newness of it all. The bareness of winter is replaced with the greenery of new life. This spring had brought about some changes though, here at the Jandt home.
My parents own our home, you see. We rent from them. And this particular spring, they both thought it a good idea to come over for some “spring cleaning” in the yard. Even though I had been working to clear things up in the yard myself, apparently it wasn’t getting done quickly enough, or thoroughly enough, for my mother went over my places again with a fine tooth comb. 😉
Now to watch my parents undertake such a thing is a sight to behold. My father is 77 and my mother 61, and yet they still can run multiple circles around me. It was a 3 day flurry. Rakes raking furiously, carts being piled high with debris, clippers snapping at their latest victim. It was quite the event. In the midst of it all, we discovered there had been a death in the family. Remember this beautiful creature that I always have cherished?
I loved this tropical plant so. It always made me feel like I was living in a California bungalow, offering privacy and a unique exotic feel. It died. How, I have no idea, but the poor thing was completely rotted through. God only knows how long it had been there.
I have always loved how wild my yard looks. Foliage bursting out for all around. Layered texture and variegated color. And although I am SO incredibly grateful for the hard work my parents did on the place, it looks, well, like their yard now. Manicured. Clean. Simple. Not really me. Does that make me an ungrateful wretch to say that? Oh dear.
Not to mention the house looks positively naked without that big luscious plant out front. Sadness is mine. I am in mourning.
Things are in bloom, however, and that makes me so happy.
The finished walkway.
I am very lucky.
The backyard, however, is still a bit of a wild jungle.
As I mentioned, I have been working on the yard myself, when the weather permits. Please observe the before and afters of my garden beds.
All plumped and fluffed and ready to go! This year I procrastinated too long and did not plant indoor seeds in time, so I shall be purchasing starts of things such as tomatoes and cucumbers and zucchini. Sadly, no heirloom tomatoes this year. Next year, I shall be more prepared. I did, however, stop by this sight and purchase heirloom Savoy cabbage, Purple Broccoli, and French Leeks!
I attacked the planter boxes yesterday, adding pretties to their clay interiors. Have I mentioned I love spring?
They contain lovely items such as cosmos and lobelia. I cannot wait for the next few months to see how they fill out.
In other news on the home front…… my delightful husband had been cooking lately! Which is also quite the sight to see. He’s so very serious about it all, and especially about his presentation. All I know is I am welcoming a reprieve from having to cook all the time. Some of his delicious dishes have included Guiness braised London Broil with Garlic Rosemary Potatoes,
as well as an interestingly tasty salad he concocted last night with Soba noodles, chicken, peas, carrots, crispy potato crisps, soy sauce, and lemon zest.
And so there you have all the updates. Spring is here. We have only one more month till our trip to Portugal! We are busy little bees working hard and saving like mad.
Pray tell, what are you up to this spring? Any new things on the horizon?