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Our three days of sheeting rains have finally blown out to sea…

So, off for my walk I went. I was beginning to feel a little stir crazy stuck in the house.  The dory down in the river was just about holding its own and plenty of water. The sun was just breaking through the clouds and it was pretty balmy for our neck of the woods. A real treat  from Mother Nature.

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After a long walk along the beach, I crossed over the dunes and into the woodlands before heading up to the farm.  My first real walk since the surgery, but it felt great being out there again strolling along my favorite paths.  The ‘bittersweet’ ending to yet another fabulous season. I snapped the last of any natural color we’ll be seeing here for the next few months along the way…. the rose hips, juniper berries and the bittersweet brambles, and then onto my final destination.. the farm, pulling the last of the cabbage, horseradish, kale and spinach. This time of the year I’m always torn with mixed emotions.  As much work that the farm entails, and a good rest I surely could use.. I’ll still miss it every day until Spring. Winter well, farm… you’ve more than served me well.

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And when I returned home, in my mailbox I found my 2017 Johnny’s Seed catalog! Timing.. as they say is everything. 🙂

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The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day… anything’s possible, and as a New Englander, I know, not to count on anything, but then hope steps up to bat, assuring me that warmer, and brighter days are just around the corner.

Mother nature decided to envelope us with our final dusting of the white stuff this week, just as I got my peas, beets and spinach sown in the garden. But the nicest part of an April snow here, is that it doesn’t last for too long, and as it melts away, the pain of it’s arrival will then naturally irrigate the newly seeded beds.

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Spring snow is a confusing time for many of us. Do we go backward, forward, or simple stand still, and wait it out?  For me?  I walked it off instead. I walked so much, my Fitbit was begging me to stop!  But walking is good for the soul, and it gave me the chance to think about much, and take in the beautiful sights surrounding me, reminding me of all the things I love about early Spring.  I spotted the return of our Eastern phoebes perched on the new buds of the raspberry brambles, in the estuaries.. I took in the early activity in the tidal pools, that are ever changing, with each ebb and flow regardless of what the season may be, coming alive, and saw the magenta petals reminding me that yes, the croccus do always come up, along with the lovely profusion of the pussy willows that I gladly snipped to bring indoors.

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“The flowers of late winter and early spring occupy places in our hearts, well out of proportion to their size.”

I found this quote to be so true. I will admire the tulips, forsythia and daffodils that will arrive later, but there is an unparalled, spirit-lifting joy that comes with first sight of the tiniest and earliest blooms by far. And the  pussy willow is the one that tells the rest of the world and all the other flora, & trees and bushes it’s time to wake up.

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The return of the Eastern Phoebes and budding blackberry branches.

Two sure signs of spring!

Spring Phoebes

Spring Phoebes

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Last week we said goodbye to the last of our friend, the snowy owl. You fared this endless winter well, my friend…so long til next year.

Snowy Owl

Snowy Owl

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Snowy 1

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Every day I take a walk along the beach.  As the wind blows steadily out of the NW @ 30mph, it bites into my cheeks as I walk along.  I bump into an old friend, Oscar…  Who stares at me and wonders why I am out in  cold weather….. I might ask the same 🙂

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On the Go!

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Old Tire Swing

June is busting out all over… Oh, no wait–it’s still March.  But boy, it sure did feel like spring going into summer this past week didn’t it? With temps high in the 80s this week, it was hard not to imagine kayaking days just around the corner.

And while the calendar said it’s just becoming spring, the signs have been here a while now… I had to stand the line at the ice cream parlor the other night.  I guess there’s just something about warmer weather that makes us all want ice cream.( of course, for me any time of the year is just right for ice cream 🙂 And nothing says ‘warm weather is here’ like standing around outdoors in short sleeves…trying to decide which flavor you’ll choose.  In March no less. In Maine even more crazy!  But wait a minute.. this weekend we New Englanders celebrate  maple sugar season traditionally.  What is going on?

The ducks and geese have returned to begin their nesting ritual and frolicking about in local ponds and estuaries. Such a delight to watch.

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But the new shoots keep popping up everywhere.. I swear they grew three inches a day– the croccus, daffodils and forsythia’s are bursting with  flowers. The johnny-jump-ups are jumping with glee! It’s simply a joy to behold.. I just adore this time of year.

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Johnny-Jump-Ups

Children are running around wearing flipflops.  The tops were down, on convertibles this week, and I couldn’t help but envy the ones that were driving them, as I drove off  to work. But the best part about this week, aside from finally getting my hands in the dirt and planting was grilling outdoors! Welcome Spring!

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