In Bloom

  Spring has sprung,

the grass is riz.

I wonder where the birdies is.

That is what I remember my Grandpa saying about spring.  Funny how certain things stick in your head.

Spring is here and that means there is life sprouting all over the place in our yard.  And because we spent hours in the yard this weekend trying to fend off complete wilderness, I want to share the bloom with you.


We have rhodos, lots of rhodos.  In fact there are 8 different coloured rhodos on our property and they all bloom at different times.  Like this pale pink one, which tied to bloom during winter, and decided it was better off to wait until spring.




 

The lilac smells even better than it looks.  Too bad it is way in the corner.  Nobody puts lilac in a corner.

And we have the big bald spot the dogs have worn down in their endless games of tag. Other games include: bring all the destroyed balls to the middle of the yard and find random pieces of cardboard and bring them to the middle of the yard.

Not to mention the giant holes in the yard, another favourite dog past time.  We have 2 husky mixes, there are MANY holes.  Lets just ignore the fact we paid $800 last year to get our yard in order (I love throwing away our money).

 Back to happy thoughts.  This is my favourite, the red rhodo that is just coming into bloom.  I like to think of it as superior to the others, but not snobby.





 And with all of this bloom we have this - 12 yard bags of clippings, trimmings and all of the sticks, twigs and bark collected by the 2 critters.  It never ends, from April to December, bags and bags and bags.  This alone was Sunday's haul.

But after all of that yard work, we have this masterpiece of relaxation.  The hammock.





And we can finish off the day of slaving over the yard to keep up with the Jones' by sitting in the patio with left over Christmas lights.



Please don't judge.