Ah spring. Who doesn't love Spring? Baby critters, flowers, blue skies. I love it. We took the time today and we did some yard clean up. I planted some flowers and repotted others. I bought some new geraniums (my favorites) and got those potted. The gardner came today and mowed the yard (for the first time since we've lived here so that's quite a lot of grass!). When everything was said and done I was kinda proud of how things look. I have a vision and I hope it comes to fruition. I have always fought against being a gardner because I think it's for old people, but instead, I'm embracing the horror.
I don't think I thought of Shirley at all yesterday and that's a first for me since she's died. I know I thought of her, but not in a bad way. I don't know if it was because George was with me for the day or what it was, but when I took a shower at the end of the day, I felt like I was washing EVERYTHING away. It felt good. I want to be me again and get my life back. Maybe I can now. Spring is about new beginnings. Maybe that's what this will be for me?
So I had a good first Spring day.
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