almost there

Well, here we are, March. As we know March is a month that can be either a lion or a lamb. Fortunately this March has been unexpectedly lovely, a real lamb. So much in fact my fellow midwesterners are screaming OMG ITS GLOBAL WARMING!! Really? Come on now, lets enjoy what we have. I swear these people would complain no matter what the weather. As it stands the sunshine has put a little spring in my step, so used to the gray skies, I am taking full advantage of all this unwarranted blue sky and bright sun. Mornings on the back porch with face tilted toward the sky, I can just feel the lines deepening around my eyes. Who cares, we all get old anyway! Really though, spring has sprung and none too early. Robins have returned to my backyard to build their nests, flying with errant twine or twig clenched in their beak. My squirrels are staring in my window waiting for their overly indulgent peanut butter bread. Even my 6 goldfish, after removing the chicken wire cover, popped up to say hey, we made it, now bring it on! I never tire of watching them chase each other in one neat little line like tiny orange soldiers going into watery battle. The cats that live in my garage(not mine by the way)have made THEIR presence known my smushing my budding catmint plants and leaving the lovely smell of cat pee all over the yard. I love the look of pure disdain on their smarmy faces when they see us watching them, really, you're in my yard and that's my plant you're squashing. Even my friends' chickens are restless, refusing to stay in their coop and racing down his driveway like a pack of small wild dogs. The look of annoyance on his face as he tries to corral them only makes the scene more amusing. Just watching a chicken run in its lopsided way makes me giggle. As mentioned, even my perennials are ready to bust out of their damp, dirty cover. My lilacs have nice fragrant buds,hydrangeas are filling in, forsythia has shown us its bright yellow show, and my hostas are slowly unfurling their long green leaves. My backyard is about to become a cool green oasis while my front is about to get a little wild with its overpacked flower beds. Wild like my life, wild like my 3 year old whos boundless energy is best spent running outside. Using him as target practice with a big rubber ball always makes for a good laugh. His head throws back in fits of giggles and oh crap, mama just hit him in the head with the big rubber ball. Whoops, whadda ya want? I was the cheerleader, not the tomboy. Even my husband has jumped right in, clearing said flower beds of musty leaves, emptying than adding water to our pond and cleaning the gunk out of the clogged pump. Uh, yeah, that's a guy job for sure! So as we hunker down this week INSIDE due to a sudden cold snap(it IS still March ) I look outside and see all my flora and fauna functioning just fine. Because even though cold, the sun is still shining and I realize the worst is over, summers' around the bend, and we are almost there. Goodnight world.