Rain, Mud - and One Spring Week

Rain...again! After 3 inches for the past two days, we are now getting more rain. All the seeds for my garden I planted are washed out, and most of the ones I've had in pots are so water logged that they look awful. But I have to say the grass sure is green!

I am beginning to think that we will end up looking like Ireland if this rain keeps coming down. I have gotten some lovely small tulips that I planted last fall blooming and they are a gorgeous yellow, and right beside my abundant daffodils my back door is quite inviting. So there is a bright yellow spot just outside my door.

So if you're awash with the muds and puddles from spring rains like I am, I hope you can find the small wonders too!!

The Long Wait

The quiet has descended and it is really good. There have been no more phone calls from the parties to get me out to vote, and for the first time in weeks the phone has been blessedly quiet. I always enjoy that lull after the presidential storm every four years. The only thing anyone is doing is either regrouping - or sleeping!

West Michigan is especially quiet and the news is mostly just rehashing the whole election day over and over again. I actually had a lovely day with my 3 year old grandson planting all kinds of tulip bulbs in pots and various spots around the yard. He calls the littlest tulip bulbs the "tiredest seeds!" By that he means that they sleep a very long time in God's earth before they flower. In some ways that frustrates him, but he sure enjoys pushing them down with his finger to plant those seeds!

And so the waiting begins for those first yellow blooms of the spring. It can sure make for a dream that will last the whole of a cold winter, that is for sure.