60 degrees at 6 am headed for 80+ and no rain. This does not bode well. We keep getting these promises. Cloudy skies, windy conditions, then nothing. After a winter with almost no snow at all, folks who know enough to be – are edgy. And those who don’t know feel it too. Barometric pressure impacts our emotions, and stamina. Even the birds seem subdued this morning.
Things still look good. The lawns and garden are increasingly green. Beans, cucumbers and squash have pushed through the soil. My pepper plants have tiny little buds. The tomatoes and geraniums are thrusting new leaves, while nasturtium tendrils reach for something to twine on. Even my trumpet vine seems to have come through quite well. Only the poor lilac bush is looking worse for wear. Her plump clusters of lavender blossoms are a bit reminiscent of morning after the prom, yet the fragrance still fills the air.
Our rabbit is dumping hair at every chance. I’ve already put 3, otherwise clean, shirts into the wash, because when I held him he exploded fur all over me. His cage looks like a dust bunny convention, and we joke we could crochet a whole new one from it. vacuuming lasts only a few hours.
The merry merry month of May. Flowers from April showers and blue jays at the feeder.